Prelude to Chaos: The Arrival
Present day
A cosmic dance unfolded above the majestic rings of Saturn as a rippling wormhole tore through the fabric of space-time. Emerging from its shimmering depths was a colossal spaceship, its moon-sized frame adorned with a menacing metal rhino skull at the prow.
"Captain, we've reached our destination," chirped one of the diminutive aliens draped in tattered white rags, fixated on the Earth displayed on the ship's monitor. A figure rose from their seat, a towering presence with a single crimson eye and a metallic arm. As they stepped into the light, their immense stature and rhinoceros-like countenance were revealed.
"That little girl owes me money," the captain growled, his voice a rumbling bass that echoed through the ship. "She took out my eye and four of my most expensive teeth when she punched me. But what she didn't realize is that she already paid me in advance. The timepiece she stole will allow us to travel anywhere in time undetected. For the first time in history, we've outwitted even the omnipresent sights of the Gordons. No Eternals, no gods, no Time Elite, not even her father can find us. We, the Time Pirates, will amass untold riches once we've made a name for ourselves as the ones who destroyed the Dark Silver King's homeworld. Set a course for Earth," he commanded with steely resolve.
"Yes, Captain Karlos," .
Bond of a free fall
Back at the Hospital
Dr. Johnson sat hunched over a stack of papers, poring over the test results of their enigmatic new patient. The door creaked open, and Jade peeked her head inside with an air of cautious curiosity.
"Doctor, can I come in?" Jade inquired, her voice tentative as she hovered in the doorway.
Dr. Johnson glanced up from her files, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Since when do you ask for permission to disturb me?" she teased, though her eyes remained fixed on the documents spread out before her.
Jade hopped into the room, flopping down on the couch with all the casual grace of youth. Dr. Johnson arched an eyebrow, her expression a mixture of amusement and exasperation.
"What?" Jade retorted, meeting her mother's gaze with an impish grin.
Dr. Johnson sighed, setting aside the file she had been studying to focus her attention on her daughter. "Well, I see we have a new patient. Is that her file?" Jade inquired, curiosity gleaming in her eyes as she moved to inspect the documents.
"The patient appears to be delusional, with a slight case of paranoia. And I thought there might be a head injury somewhere, but take a look at her brain chart," Dr. Johnson explained, pointing out specific readings on the page.
Jade leaned in closer, studying the intricate patterns and lines with a furrowed brow. "Hm... I see. I totally understand what this is saying," she remarked, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she struggled to make sense of the medical jargon.
"My point exactly!" Dr. Johnson whispered conspiratorially, her frustration evident as she gestured to the perplexing data before them.
"Wait, what?" Jade blinked in confusion, her mind racing to catch up with the conversation.
Dr. Johnson motioned for her daughter to examine the brain scans more closely. "Look at the brain scans. They brought her in with a head injury, but now it's almost like..."
"...it healed completely in days. So her attitude isn't the only thing that's ridiculous," Jade finished, her eyes widening in realization as she grasped the significance of the discovery.
"Take a look at her blood test. Her body is too normal, but most tests were weird. The previous doctor said for a second he thought he heard two hearts beating in her chest," Dr. Johnson continued, her voice tinged with a mixture of concern and intrigue.
"Mom, she's an insane person. She's not supposed to be normal. Not to mention, she seems to be comfortable in here," Jade remarked, her tone laced with skepticism as she absorbed the implications of the findings.
Dr. Johnson nodded solemnly, her expression grave as she rose from her seat. "I have to show this to the other doctors. In the meantime, don't go in there alone with her. Am I clear?" she instructed, her voice firm with authority.
"Suuure thinnnng, Mom," Jade dragged leaving the office seeing her mom's demeanor shifting as she prepared to face the mysterious patient who had captured their attention made her want to know more
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Jade approached Magenta's room with a mixture of worry and determination, her knuckles rapping against the door in a steady rhythm.
"Hey, miss arrogant and crazy, can you come open your door? Oh, wait, you are tied up. I'm coming in anyway," Jade called out, her voice tinged with a hint of sarcasm as she pushed the door open.
To her surprise, Magenta's bed lay empty, shackles stained with blood serving as the only remnants of her confinement. Panic surged through Jade's veins as her eyes danced around scanning the room, her heart racing with apprehension.
The curtains billowed in the wind, revealing a figure standing on the balcony, barefoot and clad in white with sleeves stained crimson. Jade's breath caught in her throat as she registered the sight before her, her mind reeling with shock and disbelief.
"Don't do it," Jade pleaded silently, her heart pounding in her chest as she braced herself for the worst.
Magenta's voice pierced the silence, her words laced with anguish and resignation. "If you hate me so, Father, then you won't mind me dying," she muttered, her tone heavy with despair.
Before Jade could react, Magenta began to fall, her descent halted only by Jade's desperate grasp. "Argggh! I... got you... don't let go... arghh, DAMN! you aren't as lightweight as you look. Somebody help me!" Jade screamed, her voice echoing in the empty room as she struggled to hold on.
Magenta's thoughts swirled with anger and confusion.
"How dare you stick your human nose where it doesn't belong" Magenta thought to herself angry at the sight of Jade.
"Wait! maybe I'm going about this wrongly, what if instead of trying to kill myself ,what if I killed her instead, Mom always said father made a promise to protect his kind, that means if I kill this one....."
Magenta thought to herself as her hands reached up to Jade gripping her shirt with intentions of dragging her down.
"That's it Magenta hold on to me like you are doing , AGH! I won't let you fall"
jade screamed with her eyes closed and tears around them, Magenta felt chills down her body hearing this and seeing Jade's face.
" why?...
why are you trying to protect me ?"
"can't you see I'm trying to kill you?"
"What is wrong with this one?"
her grip tightening on Jade's shirt as she contemplated a darker course of action. "
Jade's desperate pleas cut through the tumult of Magenta's mind, her tears mingling with the chaos of their precarious situation. "That's it, Magenta, hold on to me like you are doing. I won't let you fall," Jade vowed, her determination unwavering despite the danger they faced.
Magenta's resolve wavered as Jade's tears fell upon her face, a stark reminder of the humanity she had long sought to distance herself from. "Please stop," Magenta whispered, her voice trembling with uncertainty as her grip faltered.
"What is this? When did I become this rotten? Father is right, I really am unworthy," Magenta mused, her heart heavy with self-reproach as she reached out to comfort Jade in their shared moment of vulnerability.
Magenta's hands reach up to Jade's head petting her , Jade opened her eyes to see magenta smiling
"thank you" Magenta said removing her hand from jade's head and placing it somewhere to pull herself up ,but the bar then breaks off
As they plummeted toward the ground below, their fates intertwined in a precarious dance of life and death, Magenta and Jade clung to each other with a newfound sense of solidarity, their destinies irrevocably intertwined in the chaos of the fall.
At that same minute , Dr Johnson was going to show Magenta's file to her superiors for them to report the case and dig deeper into the girls history, when all of a sudden she bumps into a boy mopping the floor, which made him fall down.
"Hey! watch where you're going, are you blind?!" Dr Johnson yelled at the boy.
"Actually Ma'am, I am blind" the cleaner said trying to pick his mop.
"oh. I'm so sorry" Dr Johnson helps him with his mop as he thanks her with a smile
"wait what's a blind guy doing here mopping.. floors?"
"oh! I couldn't see any other job, get it? so I came to this club and told them I can get things clean, my wife and children need the money because I literally can't see if they starve to death"
"Wow that's...wait did you say club?" Dr Johnson replied.
"Yes , but are you guys losing your business ,I keep hearing costumers, smelling different types of drugs , but no weed guy yet haha and screaming but no loud music...is everything ok" the blind guy said smiling completely clueless.
"hmm...you are in a mental hospital" Dr Johnson tries to tell him .
"Yes it's crazy , clubs are like mental hospitals , especially with those weed doctors"
the cleaner replied dropping a fist bump on her shoulders, Dr Johnson felt a little dizzy as she heard her name called by one of the nurse.
"Dr Johnson .. Dr Johnson , your daughter and one of the patients are hanging on the balcony" one of the nurses rush to tell her
"I'm sorry ,what did you say? Oh God! no" Dr Johnson said in a faint voice as she ran outside with the nurses.
Meanwhile,
Back on the balcony, the tension reached its breaking point as the iron bar Magenta clung to suddenly snapped, sending both girls hurtling toward the ground below. Jade's scream pierced the air, a desperate plea echoing her realization of impending doom. In a split second, their fate seemed sealed as they plummeted from the fourth floor of the towering building.
In the chaotic descent, Magenta's instincts kicked in. With lightning reflexes, she reached out and wrapped her arms around Jade, shielding her from the brunt of the fall. The impact was deafening as they crashed onto the roof of a van below, the sound of shattering glass reverberating through the stunned silence that followed.
Jade groaned as she struggled to untangle herself from the wreckage, her body aching from the force of the impact. With aching limbs, she managed to push herself upright, her gaze sweeping over the scene of destruction surrounding them.
Magenta lay sprawled on the Van's roof, her form still and unmoving amidst the chaos. Jade's heart clenched with fear as she rushed to her side, the cracked windows serving as a grim reminder of the peril they had narrowly escaped.
As bystanders gathered around, their voices a murmur of concern and disbelief, Jade knelt beside Magenta, her hands trembling as she reached out to touch her friend's motionless form.
"Magenta... please be okay," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion as she prayed for a miracle amidst the wreckage of their fall.
"Please, Magenta, don't leave me," Jade pleaded, her voice trembling with fear and desperation.
"After everything .. not after I risked my life to save you! Somebody! , please help her!" Her cries for assistance echoed through the tense air, her heart pounding in her chest as she struggled to comprehend the gravity of the situation.
Frantically, Jade attempted to lift Magenta's limp body from the van, but her efforts were in vain. With tears streaming down her cheeks, she pressed her forehead against the cracked windshield, her breath hitching in her throat as she cradled Magenta's head in her trembling hands. "Say something, please," she begged, her voice barely above a whisper as she searched desperately for a sign of life.
Suddenly, Magenta coughed, the sound cutting through the silence like a beacon of hope. Jade's eyes widened in disbelief as she leaned in closer, her heart pounding with renewed urgency.
"You... *coughs* you..." Magenta struggled to speak, her words interrupted by fits of coughing.
"Yes, it's me, I'm here you're alive" Jade replied, her relief palpable as she reached out
"Don't worry about talking now. Just focus on staying with me."
But Magenta's next words caught Jade off guard, her attempt at humor falling flat amidst the chaos of their situation.
"*coughs* I'm saying you should lose some weight. It's almost like you weigh a country. *coughs* By the gods, you cracked my ribs again."
Jade blinked in disbelief, her initial relief giving way to frustration at Magenta's unexpected remark. Before she could respond, the nurses burst onto the scene, their faces a mixture of shock and concern as they assessed the situation.
"HEY GUYS!, DON'T WORRY!" Jade called out, her voice tinged with sarcasm as she struggled to maintain her composure.
"This one's already dead! Let me just make the time of death... five seconds from now!" Jade squeezed Magenta's neck a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips despite the gravity of their circumstances.
"Ha! One minute you're trying to save me, the next you want to kill me. Relax, little girl, you can't kill a god," Magenta taunted, her voice dripping with amusement despite their dire circumstances.
"Watch me kill you and bring your sanity to life!" Jade shot back, her eyes flashing with determination as she struggled against the nurses restraining her.
Dr. Johnson emerged from the hospital, her heart pounding in her chest as she witnessed the chaotic scene unfolding before her. "Jade!" she called out, her voice laced with urgency as she hurried to intervene.
As the nurses rushed to tranquilize both girls, Dr. Johnson couldn't help but feel a pang of frustration at their uncontrollable antics. "Use another shot on my daughter, just in case," she instructed, her voice tinged with exhaustion as she watched Jade succumb to the sedative.
"Bring them in," Dr. Johnson sighed wearily, relieved that at least now there would be some peace and quiet.
But her respite was short-lived as she watched Magenta stir, her eyes half-lidded as she struggled to stand. "Get her away from my daughter!" Dr. Johnson exclaimed, her fear palpable as she witnessed Magenta's determined approach.
Confusion clouded the air as Magenta collapsed to the ground, her breaths labored and shallow. "What's going on? Last time we gave her half the dose, she passed out immediately," one of the nurses muttered, exchanging bewildered glances with her colleagues.
"Please, I beg you... bring her close to me," Magenta pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper as she reached out to Jade.
With Dr. Johnson's hesitant permission, the nurse cautiously brought Magenta closer to Jade. As Magenta traced a symbol on Jade's neck with trembling fingers, her words echoed with solemn resolve. "I, Magenta Knightwalker, vow to protect you for as long as I'm here. I know I can't, but your enemies are now enemies of my household. I use my last powers to protect you," she murmured, her strength waning as she collapsed in exhaustion.
Dr. Johnson emerged from the room after a brief conversation with her superiors, her mind foggy with confusion. "I... I don't remember what I was planning to do with Magenta's file," she confessed to her colleague, her brow furrowed in perplexity.
Her colleague's puzzled expression mirrored her own confusion. "You want one of the weirdest patients in the building to come stay with you? Don't you already have your daughter?" he questioned, his tone tinged with disbelief.
Dr. Johnson chuckled softly, though her mind still raced with unanswered questions. "I know, it sounds crazy. But for some reason, I feel like I need to watch over her," she mused, her gaze drifting as she searched for the mysterious blind cleaner who seemed to have vanished into thin air.
As her colleague gently urged her to head home and get some rest, Dr. Johnson couldn't shake the feeling that there was much more to Magenta's story than met the eye.
Siblings of Strife
173 light years away on an unknown planet, a town trembled under the onslaught of a monstrous being. The alien inhabitants scattered in fear as the beast roared, its colossal form casting a shadow over the trembling populace. Amidst the chaos stood a teenage girl with a furry tail, perched atop a fence, tossing a ball up and catching it with casual nonchalance. With blonde hair and a distinctive mark on her face, her yellow eyes surveyed the scene with detached disinterest.
"Don't mind me, I really don't care about what you are doing. Just keep it down, little okay?" she remarked to the beast, her voice carrying an air of indifference as she continued her simple pastime.
The creature, initially fierce in its rampage, faltered at the sight of the girl. Slowly, it began to back away, attempting to retreat with as much stealth as its massive form would allow.
"You might be good at sneaking up on people, but I know you've been watching me, Levi. What is it you want, brother?" she addressed the shadows behind her, acknowledging the presence of a cloaked figure.
"Don't call me that. We might share our father's blood, but we are not kin," came the curt reply from the figure, emerging from the darkness as Levi, the girl's brother.
"But here we both stand, worrying about our little sister. Well, you are the only one standing though... So, if you've come to bitch out, please go worry someone else. Or aren't you a boy? Shouldn't you be playing with your winny in the Dark? Or is watching me gonna make it har...?" she taunted, catching Levi off guard before he unleashed a barrage of spears, destroying everything around her.
"Do not mock me, sister!" Levi's voice boomed with frustration as he yanked one spear from her body.
"Well? Pull the second one out... Look, why are we always fighting, Levi? I'm really not in the mood today. Can't we just play ball or watch the sunset?" Genesis, the girl known as Gene, attempted to diffuse the tension, catching her ball and making it explode for emphasis.
"First of all, your definition of playing ball always ends in an explosion. Secondly, there is literally no proper sun on this planet. It's obvious you came here so your mother won't find you!" Levi retorted, pointing accusingly at the sky.
"And how did you find me, by the way? Were you stalking me, little brother?" Gene's smirk was evident in her voice, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
"Nemesis, we are technically the same age, and I'm not answering that question," Levi countered, his irritation palpable.
"Tch, my name is Genesis, and I always wanted a little brother to play with," Gene remarked, sitting back and resuming her ball tossing as the monster continued to rampage in the distance.
"Or a little sister?" Levi's question hung in the air, the siblings momentarily reflecting on their complicated relationship.
"You are mad at father too?" Gene's inquiry pierced the silence, prompting Levi to pet her head while averting his gaze.
"Call me that again, and I will," Levi warned, but a teasing smile played on Gene's lips as they both acknowledged the underlying hurt.
As they attempted to enjoy a rare moment of camaraderie, the distant screams and roars reminded them of the imminent danger. Suppressing their emotions, they steeled themselves for what lay ahead.
"Well, I told it to keep it down. Hey, buddy!" Gene called out to the beast, drawing its attention as it turned, suddenly sweating under her gaze.
"Hey, isn't that the Wildbeast known as Nemesis and... and... Leviathan, the Son of Death? What are the two children of the King of Beasts doing on our planet? We did nothing wrong!" one of the villagers exclaimed in fear and confusion.
"Gosh! I guess this is one of those planets where our father is known as the King of Beasts. Gosh, I hate the names we are called sometimes," Levi remarked wryly, slowly rising to his feet alongside Gene.
"Wait, they are not here for us. They are here to save us from..." the realizatio