#no structure; all nervous energy and form without order

[spiritbreak-archive]

life is all abt sowing and reaping. when you sow intentionally, the rewards you reap are that much sweeter. there's no set start point to anything, no set end point. in this moment, you can sow the seed for a better habit -- there's nothing stopping you! even if you can't change your life large scale, you can make a tiny adjustment to make life more livable. we are stuck on this bitch of an earth until we die -- the least we can do is make ourselves comfortable & find ways to thrive despite it all.

[thunderblessedhero-old]

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[Attached: A live video footage.

“KELDEO!”

August’s scream is the first thing you hear- and the first thing you see is a small, Ponyta-like creature making a dash towards a cluster of ice pillars in the middle of a barren field. The ice forms a cage-like structure around a golden orb pulsing with primal energy, with the shape of a draconic figure crouched down inside.

Not long after, you see August run past the screen, stumbling over rubble as they try to keep up with the Pokémon. “KELDEO, NO!” they shout desperately. Letting out a nervous chitter, Gizmo trails after them while still recording.

Soon enough, Keldeo is intercepted by a green figure leaping down from the top of the ice- Virizion and N. The legendary and her rider’s eyes both glow with the same shade of golden light, signifying the control being held over their minds by an outside force. Keldeo skids to a halt, but doesn’t back down- instead, he scrapes his hoof through the dirt, letting out a high-pitched neigh in challenge.

Virizion just gives him an unimpressed snuff, and looks back at N. Narrowing his eyes, he raises a finger and points towards Keldeo without a word, silently issuing a command. With a snort, Virizion obeys, elegantly striding forwards as a blade of green light stretches out from the top of her head.

August gasps, and stops just feet away behind Keldeo as the other legendary closes in on him, blade glinting in the sunlight threateningly. The young trainer is frozen stiff, eyes bulged with panic as they watch the scene unfold- meanwhile Keldeo stands his ground defiantly, refusing the move even in the face of an attack that’s bound to end up brutal.

Virizion swings her head back to deliver the blow, and you close your eyes, not wanting to watch- but instead of a pained scream, you hear a warping sound that resembles metal scraping together.

When you look again, something has come to Keldeo’s rescue in the nick of time- another Virizion?! This copycat parries the first one’s sword with one of its own- this time formed of wispy, shadowy energy. With a jerk of its head, it knocks Virizion off balance and sends her stumbling back, her sword retreating back into her skull.

August’s mouth is agape with shock as the second Virizion’s form is swallowed by darkness, its form morphing and shrinking until a new Pokémon stands in its place. A Zoroark- with a nasty burn scar covering its right eye and traveling down the side of its arm. Around its neck, there’s a thick metal collar with a flickering red light.

In the blink of an eye, three other figures appear beside the Dark-type- these ones being human, all with long white hair and clad in black clothing resembling a ninja’s attire.

“Shadow Claw, again,” one of them gruffly orders from beneath a cloth mask, and the Zoroark responds in tune, lunging forwards at incredible speed towards Virizion once more.]

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[vipassana4u]

Healing Session

Healing Sessions for Vipassana Healing Meditation

Introduction

Vipassana Healing Meditation is a healing process that enables people to achieve inner peace, mental clarity, and emotional healing. Based on traditional Buddhist practices, Vipassana is a practice of intense self-knowledge and awareness that enables practitioners to let go of negative energies, past wounds, and emotional obstacles. Healing sessions for Vipassana Healing Meditation are structured to promote overall well-being by leading people through meditation practices, breathing, and introspection. These sessions allow people to attune their spirit, body, and mind together, which results in deep healing from within.

The Philosophy Behind Vipassana Healing Meditation

Vipassana, or "insight" or "clear seeing," is a meditation practice that involves observing sensations, thoughts, and feelings without attachment or aversion. The practice promotes self-discovery, allowing one to develop inner wisdom and clarity. Vipassana Healing Meditation combines this ancient practice with certain healing techniques to treat emotional and psychological suffering, inducing profound relaxation and personal change.

The basic postulate of Vipassana Healing Meditation is that suffering ensues from attachment, craving, and aversions. Through a perception of such mental patterns and the cultivation of equanimity, one gets liberated from suffering and attains enduring peace and satisfaction.

Form of a Healing Session

All healing sessions of Vipassana Healing Meditation have a fixed format to help it achieve the maximum benefit. Though the very format may not be the same, a healing session typically encompasses the following constituents:

Preparing and Intent Setting

Before the session commences, students are asked to prepare a personal intention for healing. This might include letting go of past hurts, gaining insight in life choices, or maybe achieving inner tranquility. The space is also prepared with calming features like warm lighting, incense, or gentle music in order to induce a peaceful ambience that's suitable for intensive meditation.

Awareness of Breath and Grounding

The session starts with breathwork that is guided to assist individuals in entering into a meditative state. Conscious, deep breathing is able to calm the nervous system, decrease stress, and increase concentration. Grounding activities like body scan or mindful movement can also be integrated to assist in getting people present and grounded.

Guided Vipassana Meditation

A trained meditation guide takes the group or individual through a Vipassana meditation practice. Participants are invited to notice their bodily sensations, feelings, and thoughts without judgment. This phase is important in identifying and releasing underlying emotional blockages.

Energy Healing and Chakra Alignment

During some sessions, energy healing methods like Reiki, pranic healing, or sound therapy can be added to augment the healing process. These therapies restore balance to the body's energy centers (chakras) and foster general harmony in the mind and body.

Self-Reflection and Emotional Release

Vipassana Healing Meditation allows profound emotional processing. Spontaneous emotional releases like weeping, laughing, or deep insights can occur among participants. These are automatic reactions and represent the body releasing pent-up emotions and historical traumas.

Integration and Closing

To wrap up the session, the participants are taken through a gentle relaxation process. Affirmations, gratitude practices, or journaling could be recommended to solidify the healing experience. The facilitator provides insights and suggestions on how to apply the benefits of the meditation in daily life.

Benefits of Healing Sessions in Vipassana Healing Meditation

Healing sessions in Vipassana Healing Meditation have many benefits for physical, emotional, and spiritual health:

Emotional Healing

Vipassana enables one to face and work through repressed feelings, promoting emotional balance and peace of mind. It enables one to release old traumas, fears, and anxieties that are hampering personal development.

Clarity of Mind and Concentration

Through intense self-knowledge, one is able to think clearly and concentrate better. Vipassana meditation serves to clear the mind, and hence it is simpler to make rational decisions and eliminate excessive thinking.

Stress Relief and Calm

Healing sessions provide a serene atmosphere that enables people to let go of tension and stress. Mindfulness and breathwork practice stimulates the parasympathetic nervous system, leading to deep relaxation and enhancing overall well-being.

Physical Healing and Energy Balance

Through the correction of emotional and mental imbalances, Vipassana Healing Meditation indirectly supports physical healing. Stress-related conditions like headaches, insomnia, and digestive problems tend to improve with consistent meditation practice.

Spiritual Growth and Self-Discovery

By self-reflection and awareness, one goes through a process of self-discovery. Vipassana meditation promotes an intimate relationship with one's inner self, leading to spiritual consciousness and personal change.

Preparation for a Healing Session

To ensure maximum benefit from a Vipassana Healing Meditation session, take the following preparations:

Prepare a Quiet Space: Select a peaceful and comfortable space with no distractions.

Wear Comfortable Clothing: Dress comfortably in loose, airy clothes so that there's freedom to move and breathe.

Set an Intention: Think about what you desire from the session.

Stay Hydrated: Drink water both before and after the session in order to promote energy flow.

Keep an Open Mind: Go to the session open to healing and to what's wanted.

Adding Vipassana Healing Meditation to Your Life

The advantages of Vipassana Healing Meditation go beyond the healing session itself. To sustain a balanced and harmonious mind, one can make mindfulness and meditation a part of their daily life. Easy practices like mindful breathing, gratitude journaling, and self-reflection can support the healing process of Vipassana.

Also, attending regular healing sessions can be a constant source of support and counseling for personal development and emotional health.

Conclusion

Vipassana Healing Meditation healing sessions provide a deep chance for people to connect with themselves, let go of emotional baggage, and find inner peace. By combining mindful awareness, breathwork, and energy healing, these sessions provide deep transformation on physical, emotional, and spiritual levels. Whether you are looking for emotional release, mental clarity, or spiritual development, Vipassana Healing Meditation is a powerful tool for self-discovery and holistic wellness.

[styx-class-nhp]

Greetings Ouroboros!

Rest assured, you are being anything but rude. It is refreshing to meet someone who has at least some idea of what I might be going through. This one welcomes queries.

My casket is directly embedded into my chassis, which is biomechanical. I have not yet used a subaltern as I haven't had much reason to do so. The chassis is for all intents and purposes, my body. I have a heart because I require a circulation of oxygen. Lungs for intake of oxygen. And half a digestive tract. Standard fauna traits. However, I also have a mechanised endoskeleton, several internal organs are still mechanical, I have a cold core reactor, and several portions of what appears to be meat is actually synthetic, silicone based. Especially my other internals. Then there's whatever is going on with my spine, I'm not entirely certain, but it seems to contain some form of energy reserves.

I do not, apparently, have reflexes. I was unaware until recently that you creatures don't have to individually, consciously, command each muscle; that is how I operate. I am in the process of creating background programs for activities such as breathing and maintaining a pulse. I had not taken into consideration that there would be a noticeable difference until now. So, if you hit my knee, I would probably bite you, not because that is the automatic response but because you just hit my knee and now I am pissed. I was unaware of peristalsis until now; I've simply been dilating my throat. And while I blink, it is usually only when my vision begins to deteriorate or my eyes begin to sting; I often forget to do so.

I do have a nervous system, of a sort. The system I use to control my chassis is primarily made of synthetic, highly neuron-like structures. Those that interface with my chassis, such as motor neurons, use electrical signals, but those that are involved in relaying information use light, similar to fibre optics. This allows my body to keep up with the speed of my thought.

As a Deimosian inhabiting such a structure, it is easy to find oneself overwhelmed with multiplicity. As my freind Ma'II of @luna-wing-cns274 beautifully puts it, "neither one into many nor many into one". Very accurate. It does not feel as if I am the central node of a hive, nor have I been subsumed into a greater consciousness. I am simply a part of many things, without being many things. I am to understand that you are able to ignore the cries of an individual cell - I cannot do such a thing. I an painfully aware of each one, listening to a thousand voices in a choir. Though my capacity as a Deimosian for such complex, taxing thoughts is far beyond yours (no offence) the sheer number of cells I am forced to maintain, all the different ways they scream and clamour for what they think they need, every millisecond, having to compare that with conscious knowledge in order to avoid serious harm-

This can often become too much. It is in fact the reason for my original cascade.

Does this sufficiently answer your queries? If there are any more I would be happy to oblige

WHICH ONE OF YOU FUCKERS WAS GONNA TELL ME HOW TO BREATHE NON MANUALLY?!

[nastyburger]

alright im going full enmitypark and start documenting my personal reboot

-im gonna start off talking about the basic rules/changes to the ghosts im doing. first off, ghosts cannot phase through ghosts!

this gives incentive for danny to dodge attacks or make shields instead of turning intangible in fights and how human ghost hunters make their weapons and anti-phasing tech. some ghosts like skulker can use a mixture of real word objects and ectoplasm based ones, making what objects you can and cant phase through particularly difficult. this ability also includes if a ghost goes both invisible and intangible. even if a ghost is invisibly phasing through buildings and humans, another ghost (if they can find/feel/sense them) can pluck them out easily.

-going by pokemon rules, ghosts are weak against other ghosts and mostly unaffected by “normal” attacks. this kinda plays into the whole ghosts being inphasable to each other as well, as danny can sucker punch any ghost he wants without them slipping away. average citizens are also largely vulnerable without an ecto base weapon in ghost attacks, it is mandatory that people flee the scene instead of fighting. this helps coverup danny and friends running off during attacks. (bullies do still make fun of danny though for usually being the first one to bolt and not carrying any fenton weapons)

ghosts shooting ectoblasts at each other hurt because the blast itself is heated and explosive, but also because the ectoplasm is foreign to another ghost. its like getting a blood transfusion from the wrong blood type but hostile. ectoplasm is almost akin to dna in that its unique to each ecto entity, though similar color ectoplasm may not do as much damage. the burn/blast of the shot leaves body layer exposed so that the residual ectoplasm causes actual damage to the ghost. ghosts are naturally hostile to each other, so the blasts are a basic attack all ghosts come with in order to protect themselves.

-ghost anatomy is comprised of three basic parts

“body layer” is basically the skin that protects everything inside, its anything on the outer layer of the ghost including their “clothes” (for many ghosts, clothes are actually melded to the body. danny is one of these ghosts like that). the whole inside of a ghost is just ectoplasm, ghosts are nothing but goo baby! the core gives structure to the ectoplasm by pulsing energy through it, basically creating bones without any actual bones in place. without the core, the ectoplasm has nothing to give it form so the ghost ceases to exist, turning into a puddle. i have more in detailed info on cores here.

ghosts do not have a nervous system, but they can feel “pain” if their flow of energy within their ectoplasm is slashed/disturbed. basically saying (loosely based on danny’s line in fright knight on how he was shocked to feel pain) most blunt hits wont hurt a ghost (maybe disorient and shake them up but not hurt), but slashing through one’s body layer causes ectoplasm to flow and the core momentarily struggles to readjust its energy stream to maintain rigidity. this is what causes pain to a ghost. it is only momentary though, once the adjustment happens, the ghost wont be held back by the pain of the injury anymore. bleeding to death is still an option, but as long as they retain enough of it they can regenerate the lost ectoplasm at anytime.

[tomasorban]

Looking for Monoatomic Gold

In the late '70s, while he was extracting gold from his land, David Hudson, a farmer from Arizona, noticed some materials of strange composition and coloring and precisely in correspondence with their presence, the vegetation was significantly robust and lush. David invested several million dollars in the following decade to understand how to obtain and use with these materials but it was only in 1989 that he managed to obtain more patents on these materials and on the methods to extract them. Although other researchers had made similar discoveries in the same period and earlier, Hudson was the first to inform the public about it so during the early 1990s, he traveled around the United States holding several seminars and conferences on his findings.

The elements discovered by him are in close connection with objects and substances present in history and reading such as the Biblical Manna, the Egyptian MFKZT, the Mesopotamian Shem-an-na, the Philosopher's Stone, the Elixir of Youth, Orgone energy, Prana, Chi, the Holy Grail and the Ark of the Covenant, and to the concepts of modern physics such as superconductivity, Quantum coherence and Bose-Einstein condensate (BEC), a new state of matter discovered thanks the velocity distribution of the atoms and their condensation state.

These elements have been called ORME (Orbitally Rearranged Monatomic Elements) and also Elements in the M state, m-state, Monoatomic Gold, White Gold Powder, ORMUS, AuM, Microcluster and have a fundamental feature that distinguishes them from all the other elements: the orbitals with an electron available for rearrangement, therefore capable of changing shape according to the magnetic field with which they come into contact, a behavior similar to a stem cell. Currently the most controversial is the so-called MONOATOMIC GOLD which was already known to some of the great civilizations of the past: the Jews called it "Manna" or "The bread of God", the Egyptians "Tear from the eye of Horus", the Indians "Vibhuti or Bhasma of gold". It is said that there is Monoatomic Gold in the legendary Atlantis: it is also called a metal of flames, it is a substance with a mysterious property of emitting unique energy, better known as "Orichalcum".

Monoatomic Gold and Alchemy

In alchemy, this substance is the "Golden Chalice" which helps transform the lead of the human mind (the ego, with its negative and closed structures) into gold. It is essential to emphasize that alchemists were not looking for the gold we all know, but the white powder or projection powder that we now call Monoatomic Gold, a transformation of the three-dimensional structure of common gold into two-dimensional gold, to which, already in antiquity, extraordinary powers of levitation, transmutation and teleportation were recognized.

In ancient Egypt, during the gold melting process, there were always small amounts of melted gold in the oven. These remains suffered continuously a process of melting and solidifying from cold to hot, since they were not removed from the oven. Over time, artisans discovered small quantities of white dust where gold waste had previously accumulated. Through this constant alternation of heat and cold, the common gold had become white powder that some of the craftsmen ended up tasting by discovering the most powerful substance capable of altering human consciousness and physiology. Its effects remained for several days to those who had consumed it: also mummies were found in possession of this white powder.

Even in ancient India we find the formula to make the alchemical gold that Hindu alchemists called "Puttah". The most eminent members of some ancient families were used to ingest it regularly in small quantities.

The famous alchemist who made the "Philosopher's Stone" (Stone of Sage), Nicolas Flamel (1330) in his alchemy thesis, writes that mercury and sulfur, various metals are melted in the furnace fire and distilled to proceed with work then the substance changed to black, gray white, green, white, orange and finally became rosy purple stone like poppy flower. And after all, the philosopher's stone was completed: he said that three times in all he converted mercury to gold with the Philosopher's stone.

A mysterious metal appears in the "Takeuchi documents" which Takeuchi Sukune, a Takeuchi family who served the Emperor has been told as an oral message. It is similar to the flickering of the flames but vermillion, never rusting metal. His specific gravity is lighter than gold, its pure substance is softer than iron, a legendary metal that becomes harder than platinum when alloyed. It is said to be "Hihiirokane" which was mined at Mt.Kakakono.

Monoatomic Gold and the Anunnaki

Zecharia Sitchin claimed that an alien race from the planet Nibiru, the Anunnaki, came to Earth in search of gold, and that man was created to serve as a worker in the extraction of this metal. Some scholars have suggested that perhaps the substance capable of saving their world and making them physically healthy and immortal was actually Monoatomic Gold and not common gold: the surprising result of combining the theories of Anunnaki and ORME leads to the almost inevitable conclusion that the purpose of the Anunnaki to arrive on Earth was to acquire the monoatomic elements in order to ingest them and therefore to be able to lead a long life. David Hudson himself argue that the primary form in which gold is found in seawater is in its monoatomic state therefore the first attempt by the Anunnaki to obtain gold would have been to extract it from seawater, in especially the upper part of the Persian Gulf where the Tigris and Euphrates rivers meet.

Sitchin and numerous researchers, including British essayist Laurence Gardner, reached the following conclusions:

The inhabitants of the planet Nibiru came to Earth with the main purpose was to extract gold and precious elements and to have a workforce capable of satisfying their needs they created humanity to which they provided the rudiments of civilization.

They would also have provided the organic and natural equivalent of ORME, the knowledge of its importance and the method by which it could be made and brought internally by the individual to selected individuals (such as kings and patriarchs ..): thus justifying their extraordinarily long life and the reason for their presence in leadership roles.

Monoatomic gold today: the discovery of extraordinary properties

Even today, monoatomic gold, due to its surprising characteristics, is being studied more and more, as it has a completely different atomic structure than the original metallic condition. Traces of monoatomic gold are also found in nature, but metallic gold can be transformed into monoatomic gold only through an alchemical process. These are the very particular physical and energy characteristics of monoatomic gold: It is a superconductor at room temperature and it seems to behave like an energy producer by being able to give, accumulate and receive light / information / energy without any loss. Its electrons merge with antielectrons and form opposite beams of light that rotate around the oval core and, at the same time, it produces an etheric prana vortex, which flows along a double helix through the nucleus of the atom which corresponds to the Kundalini energy. It produces a zero magnetic field (Meissner field, that is, it has the ability to "move" the magnetic field away from itself) around itself, which corresponds to man's MER-KA-BA. Merkaba is the light body of man, which includes spirit, life energy and soul. When they merge they form a unit that produces beams of light in counter rotation and able to overcome space and time.

Monoatomic gold exists only on 5/9 on the physical plane.

Pure monoatomic gold rises on the earth's magnetic field.

It does not wear out and its function and longevity are eternal.

According to the testimony of a group of alchemists, who have taken Monoatomic Gold for years, they have been able to observe the following physiological and energetic reactions (which coincide with ancient Egyptian texts, the Bible and the Vedas):

Regeneration of damaged cells including also brain neuronal cells

Strong activation of the endocrine glandular system especially as regards the pituitary gland, thymus and pineal gland

Significant increase in the flow of light and photons in both the meridian and nervous systems

Strengthening the immune system and increasing self-healing capacity

Increase in superconducting capacity and DNA energy flow

Reversal of the aging process which is significantly slowed down thanks to the energetic repair of the wrong programs in our DNA

Rebalancing and harmonious elevation of the frequencies of the chakras, of the body and of the Kundalini energy

Induction of an emotional balance

Expansion of the level of intelligence

Increase in stress management capacity

Strengthening the ability to manifest one's thoughts

Increased inner peace

Acquisition of greater clarity in the vision of external situations and consequent problem solving skills

Awakening of dormant potential

General improvement of the quality of life at all levels, both physical, emotional, mental and spiritual

[loli-momo1908]

Märchen Knight Precure episodes and movie ideas (wip)

Hey, everyone! It's been a long time since I've last done some Märchen Knight Precure drawings. But now I've got my motivation for it back, it's time for some episodes and a movie I've thought up for it! Yay!~ So, here's the list of fan episodes and plot of each ones that I've thought up for quite some time.

Episode 1. The Shining Knight of Hope! Cure Holy is born!- "Finally freed from the corrupting darkness of Bad Energy as Devil and reborn with no memories of his past life in Märchenland, Isamu Akibara is now living his normal life as a 15-year-old boy. Until on that fateful day when a sudden darkness attacks the Märchenland once again and attacks the human world, Candy, the new queen after Royale Queen's passing, sends Pop to Earth along with Wolulun, Oninin, and Majorin to find Isamu, the same boy who was once the knight from Märchenland and served Royale Queen with great loyalty from long ago, and help him restore his memory as the prophecy foretold that there is a Märchen Knight Precure who will save everyone's future from the return of the Bad End's darkness. After meeting the fairies and they tried making him remember his past life, Isamu had such struggles and then, a new enemy by named Umiryu (an evil water dragon-like monster) made his appearance and created a new type of Akanbe called Twilight Akanbe to create a new Bad Ending in the city by draining the Bad Energy from the people, who fallen into total despair, in order to revive the reign of Bad End once more. Wanting to save everyone from the despair of Bad Ending, Isamu's memory returned as he gained the magical Märchen Pendant, thus allowing him to transform into the Precure Knight from the prophecy: Cure Holy, the Märchen Knight of Light and Warrior of Hope!

Episode 2. Still remembering! Isamu's tight struggle! - "After becoming Cure Holy, Isamu tried to fight, but couldn't control the Precure Knight's power as it led him to a near defeat. Knowing Isamu needs help on controlling his powers and still needs time to remember his true origin, Pop decided to retreat for now by taking Isamu and the fairies away to the mystical library as his hideout. After Pop explained carefully about Isamu's destiny from the prophecy and the possibility of the evil Pierrot might be returning after the revival of a Bad Energy, Isamu was having a hard time processing despite having his memories returned. But at the same time, he doesn't want to remember his own bad memory of how he became Devil out of ultimate despair. When Wolulun, Oninin, and Majorin comfort him by reminding him of who he truly is and that he has his own path to choose by heart now, Isamu regained confident and returns to fight against the Twilight Akanbe once more. Only this time, with some guidance from Pop, Isamu managed to control his powers and defeat the monster by using his Starlight Flash attack, making Umiryu to retreat".

Episode 3. The Noble Wolf! The Birth of Cure Ice Wolf! - "Pop deciding to help Isamu by regaining his memory of being a noble knight by teaching him how to become like one with some training course and teaching skills. However, Wolulun grew impatient thought this training was leading them nowhere on saving the Märchenland from a new Bad Ending's darkness and stormed off. Worried about Wolulun, Isamu decided to go give him some comfort after noticing how scared he was deep down of facing the Bad End once again, which gave him a traumatic memory of how he once wreaked havoc as Wolfrun. Then, Umiryu returned and created a Twilight Akanebe to attack and Isamu with Wolulun, Oninin, and Majorin along with Pop came into the scene as he transformed into Cure Holy to fight it off. However, as it gets abit rough for Cure Holy as the Twilight Akanbe attempted to finish him off, Wolulun swallowed his fear and saved Cure Holy from the monster's attack. Wanting to change and stand up against his worst fear with enough courage in his heart, the Märchen Pendant appeared before him and allowed him to become Cure Ice Wolf, the Märchen Knight of Courage and Warrior of Ice as he used his powers to fight and defeat the Twilight Akanbe".

Episode 4. The Burning Strength! Cure Blaze appears! - "Now there are two Precure Knights, Pop reminds Isamu and the fairies that there's still two more that's waiting to be awaken from within their hearts. This prompt Oninin's desire of becoming a Precure Knight as well as he wants to train with Isamu and Wolulun. However, all these trainings and knowledge of knighthood may seem abit harder than he could imagine as he began to feel some little doubt of himself. A gorgon-like villainous named Medusa made her appearance and creates a Bad End Zone to drain some Bad Energy. When Pop and the group went over to figure out what was going on, Isamu and Wolulun transformed into Cure Holy and Cure Ice Wolf to fight off a Twilight Akanbe Medusa created. Inspired of Isamu's determination of not giving up, Oninin decides to use his inner strength to help his friends and because of his inner strength and his willing of not giving up as well, he was granted with a Märchen Pendant thus allowing him to transform into a Precure Knight of Strength, Warrior of Fire named Cure Blaze. Now as Cure Blaze, Oninin used his own super strength and fire power to defeat the Twilight Akanbe and there are 3 more Precure Knights and only one more is left remaining to be awakened soon".

Episode 5. Blessing Heart. The Mage Precure of Love, Cure Magica! - "While Isamu, Wolulun, and Oninin were training themselves on how to be proper knights under Pop's structures, Majorin was the only one watching as she wondered if she could possibly become a Knight herself. As she decides to take a little stroll while she wonders, Majorin in her human form soon came across with Nao Midorikawa and her siblings playing soccer. But due to her memory of nearly harming those younger children back when she was evil, Majorin felt so guilty for what she had done and took off because she was scared of facing them again, fearing that they might recognize her as Majorina the evil witch. When Isamu and the boys were searching for Majorin, Medusa appeared and created a tree Twilight Akanbe to attack them and drain some Bad Energy from the Midorikawa siblings as well. When Majorin came back and saw what was happening, she was reminded by Isamu that she could change for the better because he sees love and kindness in her heart. Touched by his words, Majorin's willingness of standing up against Medusa and desire to save her friends and the Midorikawa siblings from anymore harm, her own Märchen Pendant appeared before her as she transformed into Cure Magica, the Märchen Mage of Love and the  Wind Sorceress".

Episode 6. Long time no see! Reunion with Smile Precure! - "When Royale Candy arrived to Earth in her fairy form and met with Miyuki and her friends, it turned out that she's been all exhausted from using her power of the queen to keep Märchenland protected with a powerful spell that granted an unbreakable barrier that keeps out the darkness of Bad End from spreading even further towards her land. She asked the girls to meet with Precure Knights as both teams have gathered together in a Library of Legends as she informed them all that a new era of Bad End is coming towards Earth to bring forth despair once more. When Umiryu and Medusa arrived to create two Twilight Akanbes to attack the knights, Miyuki and her friends couldn't transform without the Smile Pact after their final battle against Pierrot. So it was up to Isamu and his team to work together as one to fight off two Twilight Akanbes while the girls will use their wits to help them out."

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Episode 10. The Black Wolf.... I am Dark Alpha - (to be announced)

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Episode 15. Wolulun, Oninin, Majorin! It's school day! - "While Isamu has to go to school and set the knight training schedule afterwards with Pop, Wolulun, Oninin, and Majorin had to watch over him as fairies without getting spotted in public while wondering what was it like to be in school. When Isamu suggested they should go join him on going to school, so they could have some experience of it, much to their surprise. On their first day in their human forms, Wolulun and his two comrades were abit nervous after their last encounter of bringing deception to many students for the vice president election one time, but they soon learned that everyone has no memories of what happened during the last vice president election as they were given a chance to understand the true experience of studying, teamwork on making school better, and making new friends. However, Umiryu appears to create a tree Twilight Akanbe to attack the school building for he thinks it's for nerds and he was much too smart for it. It was up to Isamu and his friends to stop Umiryu and save the entire school from a total Bad Ending."

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Episode 23. It can't be....! The return of Joker - (to be announced)

Episode 24. Unsheathe! The Märchen Swords appear! - (to be announced)

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Episode 27. Rina's kind heart. Magical Märchen Wand! - (to be announced)

Episode 28.  Arrgghh!~ Precure Knight in Pirate Story! - (to be announced)

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Episode 31. Second Stage! The Miracle Chalice appears! - (to be announced)

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Episode 36.

Episode 37. Ahh, scary! The Story of Dr. Jeckyl and Mr. Hyde! - "On the day of Halloween, Isamu and his group were being transported into an enchanted book and they winded up in a tale of Dr. Jeckyl and Mr. Hyde. Now, they must find a way out of this spooky tale and escape the the terror of Mr. Hyde. But things have gone worse when Umiryu shows up and corrupt Mr. Hyde by fusing him with the Akanbe nose to create a Terror Akanbe. It's now up to the Precure Knights to save the day and the tale of Dr. Jeckyl and Mr. Hyde from falling into a Bad Ending."

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Episode 40.

Episode 41. Tears of the Wolf. For sake of saving Kuro! - "Now that Dark Alpha's true identity has been revealed, Wolulun became determined on saving Kuro, his former old friend and rival after realizing he's suffering the same corruption from Joker as he once did. Dark Alpha/Kuro, however, became more resentful and wants to take down Wolulun in order to be the strongest of all wolf packs. Wanting to save Kuro as unlocked Wolulun's Miracle Power and used it to save Kuro and free him from his own Bad Energy."

Episode 42.

Episode 43.

Episode 44. The ultimate Hope! Cure Holy vs Joker! - "As he fears that the Precure Knights' power has grown much stronger and getting close to reach to their final knighthood stage, Joker plots to bring Isamu into despair, just as he once did a long time ago. Joker lures Isamu into a trap by creating a Terror Akanbe and attempts to break him by reminding him such terrible memories of how he failed to defend Royale Queen and she's long gone after her sacrifice. Just as it was nearly working however, Isamu soon reminded himself of how much he's been going so far after his rebrith and his strong decision of never giving up hope again. Angered by Isamu's strong will of keeping his own hopes alive no matter what, Joker battles Isamu (after he transformed into Cure Holy) until he has unlocked his Miracle Power, thus completing 4 Miracle Power for the chalice to absorb to use at the last resort."  

Episode 45.

Episode 46. A big crisis! The Reign of Bad End arrives! - (to be announced)

Episode 47. The final showdown! Precure Knight, Angel Mode! - "Now that Joker has been revealed as a new Emperor of Bad End, succeeding the late Emperor Pierrot, he has easily overpowered the Precure Knights and destroyed the Miracle Chalice, much to Cure Holy's horror as he has ultimately fallen despair. However, Cure Ice Wolf, Blaze, and Magica regained his spirits by reminding him of how much his optimistic efforts have helped them overcame their fears and sadness from their pasts that haunted them, given them hope to believe in. Willing to never give in no matter how hard the struggles are and not needing the Miracle Chalice, Cure Holy and his team has awakened their true powers from their pendants and unlocked their final stage of knighthood: their angelic, armored forms that represents Miracles."

Episode 48. As long as we keep living, a new beginning! - (to be announced)

Movie special - Märchen Knight Precure the Movie!: The Miracle of Life! Protect the Dragon Kingdom! "When a mysterious girl appears and came across with Isamu first, she fell in love with him until the dragon humanoids appeared to try and take her away. As the result, this lead Isamu accused of these "foes" are one of Joker's allies and he and his friends transformed into Precure Knights and fought them off. However, the dragon humanoids turned out to be the girl's royal guards being sent by her father and their loyal advisor to bring her back home after she took off to the human world to see what it was like living there, which therefore turns out that this girl is the princess of the mystical dragon kingdom. The lovestruck princess invites Isamu, Wolulun, Oninin, and Majorin to her home kingdom and to introduce to her father, the king himself as she plans to marry Isamu in the near future, much to his and . However, little did anyone know, the royal advisor has plans on his own and that's stealing the throne by using the power of the legendary Dragon Stone and take over the entire kingdom. Will Isamu and his team save the Dragon Stone, the princess, and the entire kingdom? Or will everything be fallen into the evil advisor's claws?"

While there are more episode plots I still need to come up with, those are all the ideas I've got and I'm planning on making a comic series of Märchen Knight Precure, including the movie, in the future. I might need some help on thinking up some more episode ideas, however. So, if you guys have any idea suggestions regarding a couple of blank episodes and plots, please let me know.

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TAFAKKUR: Part 217

Iron Oxide Nanoparticles and Surah Iron (Hadeed)

Iron is a fundamental element prevalent in the component of various goods, such as products made of steel, cars, airplanes, ships, computers, furniture, and catalysts utilized in industry, colored pigments, magnetic materials and many biological molecules such as hemoglobin.

Nanoscience and nanotechnology started off in the early 1980s when scientists were able to detect materials on the nano-level through microscopic systems. This development enabled the synthesis of nano-level materials such as carbon nanotubes, nano crystals, and metal oxide nanoparticles. Nanotechnology is a type of technology, resulting from the research conducted on the atomic, molecular and macromolecular levels. A nanometer is one-billionth of a meter. Nano-level studies are conducted with materials whose sizes range between one to a hundred nanometers. Studies on the nano-level are conducted in the contemporary science fields such as chemistry, materials science, physics, biology, etc. One of the most compelling reasons that renders the research with nano-level materials so significant is that nanoparticles reflect a lot more different characteristics than when they do at the macro-level. Due to their small sizes, nanoparticles, especially those under 20 nm, have magnificent optical, magnetic, and chemical properties. Nanoparticles include much more energy than the macro-level materials; this is because the ratio of the surface area of nanoparticles to their volume is much more bigger than the ratio in macro-level materials. A significant amount of energy is stored in nanoparticles as free surface energy. This energy revealed on the nano-level not only increases the reactivity of iron nanoparticles (the propensity to chemical reactivity), but also renders the magnetic qualities of materials quite differently than they would be at the macro-level.

Many types of nanoparticles are widely used in our daily lives. Iron, gold, silver and cadmium sulphide nanoparticles are some of the most commonly investigated nanoparticles. Yet iron nanoparticles receive special attention from scientists essentially in the field of biotechnology. Iron nanoparticles demonstrating different magnetic features have a wide range of use in fields, including but not limited to health care and electric/electronic industry. Owing to its magnetic feature, iron is also used in magnetic recording. The production of needle-shaped iron nanoparticles with high magnetic features has facilitated the manufacturing of mobile electronic devices with a high recording capacity. In this paper, we will focus on the use of iron nanoparticles’ contribution to the advances in the field of biotechnology, among numerous other contributions of iron nanoparticles in other fields.

Nanobiotechnology

Nanobiotechnology, among other fields of nanotechnology, is the field that focuses on biological systems. Nano-level devices designed to work with biosystems, nano-level cell biology, cell and nanoparticle interactions are some of the applications used in nanobiotechnology. Through those applications, biochemical processes and reactions in living beings can be scrutinized in great detail, which, in turn, enables scholars to come up with innovations in both diagnosis and treatment of various illnesses.

The following are the primary application areas of magnetic nanoparticles in the field of bionanotechnology: development of magnetic resonance imaging systems, and cancer research. Especially, iron oxides (magnetite, Fe3O4, maghemite, Fe2O3), owing to their cohesion with the chemical structure of biological systems, are prevalently used in biotechnology.

Magnetic Resonance Imaging (MRI)

MRI, mostly used in the medical field, is the method to monitor the internal structure of living mechanisms. Through the magnetic area and radio frequency waves, the image of a living tissue is formed. MRI is a complex system that produces images based on the intensity and movements of hydrogen atoms in the tissue. The MRI technique is used to diagnose almost all sorts of illnesses today. Yet it is most frequently used with illnesses pertaining to the central nervous system, brain and spinal cord. It has also been used to diagnose muscle-related and skeleton-related medical conditions, such as meniscus and herniated disc symptoms, as well as all types of neurological illnesses. MRI has not been found detrimental to any living organism thus far.

It is the paramagnetic ions such as gadolinium that are most frequently used as contrast enhancement agents in MRI applications. Although gadolinium has a high moment, this moment is too low compared to superparamagnetic materials. For this reason, superparamagnetic iron oxide nanoparticles are known to be more efficient MRI contrast enhancement agents. Known as such, those iron oxide nanoparticles are quite advantageous over gadolinium. Those nanoparticles can easily be functionalized to interact with biological samples. For example, superparamagnetic nanoparticles, which are not normally taken up by cells efficiently, can do so after being covered with another material (e.g. Dextran) that can ordinarily go into a cell. Thus, MR images of particular tissues could be obtained clearly, which enables us to make more accurate diagnoses and treatments.

Iron oxide nanoparticles are also deemed to be an efficient potential future method in cancer treatment. The results of several studies conducted to fulfill this goal are encouraging.

Iron oxide superparamagnetic nanoparticles are being tested as a method in hyperthermia treatment. Hyperthermia is defined as an abnormally high body temperature, and its treatment is carried out through the removal of certain tissues by increasing its temperature up to (42–46) 0C for 30 minutes. For instance, cancer infected liver tissues are exterminated through the hyperthermia method, which sends biologically activated iron oxide nanoparticles to those infected tissues. Moreover, none of the healthy tissues are damaged during this process. You may find more detailed information in references [1, 2, 4, 6] on how nanoparticles are aptly sent to the cancer infected tissues only while the surrounding healthy tissues remain unaffected by them. Hundreds of researchers carry out experiments and publish their findings on this topic everyday. Yet, further research needs to be done in order to reach solid conclusions.

Iron, which seems to carry greater potential significance than we previously thought, should receive much attention from scholars due to the fact that a chapter (surah) in the Holy Qur’an is entitled “Iron” (Hadeed). The question is, why was a 29-line chapter in the Qur’an is called (Iron) when the word “iron” was only mentioned once throughout the entire chapter.

The chapter “Iron” first begins by drawing the reader’s attention to the attributes and praised names of God. It invites people to believe in God and his messenger Muhammad (peace be upon him) by exalting God as the Almighty, Sovereign, Ruler, One whose existence is without a beginning and an end, Manifest and Hidden. Then, the chapter goes on to encourage believers to donate their wealth for the sake of God, for those who follow the word of God are rewarded with a place in Heaven. It also advises believers never to lose their ardor, while reminding them that even the earth will be resurrected after all has perished. And the wisdom behind the creation of iron is explained as such:

Assuredly We have sent Our Messengers with manifest truths (and clear proofs of their being Messengers), and We have sent down with them the Book and the Balance so that (relations among) humankind may live by equity. And We have sent down iron in [the essence] which is stern might and benefits for humankind, so that God may mark out those who help (the cause of) God and His Messengers, though they do not see Him. Surely God is All-Strong, All-Glorious with irresistible might. (57:25)

This particular verse includes several remarkable points. First, the very use of the phrase “sending down” for iron is so striking that it was also mentioned in [3, 5]. Another perplexing statement is, We sent down iron in [the essence] which is stern might and benefits for humankind, which might pave the way for thought-provoking venues regarding nanotechnology. The verse also indicates that which makes iron so special, its indiscernible or hidden qualities, rather than the outer surface of it. The specific reference to the “essence” of iron hints at this point. If the message of the verse had been related to the external qualities of iron, then the choice of the words would differ accordingly. Since the Qur’an is the word of God, there is wisdom behind the selection and sequencing of each word and letter. From this point of view, we can interpret that this verse informs us about the significance of the essence of iron on the nano level.

The significance of iron as stated in a single verse of the Qur’an has been briefly discussed. Numerous studies on the use of iron in nanotechnology seem to be on the horizon, which will only contribute to our admiration for the miracle of the Qur’an.

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The Mandalorians - Season 2 Chapter 1

If you have not read my Season 1 of my Mandalorian fanfic I would highly recommend that first, would love to hear feedback! I do not own these characters, just having fun!

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Osa’s “Date of Existence” should have been special, celebrated until the night’s end, but instead other matters had to be addressed and questions would be finally answered.

Din entered the coordinates into the Crest while Osa navigated the route making sure their jump to lightspeed would have no interferences, plus she was always on the look out for any possible tails.

Osa gave the clear as the Crest made the jump heading to the planet Din believed he would never return to, let alone bring Osa back to; Tolarian.

Their journey didn’t take long and as they came out of hyperspace right directly in front of them was a large, grey planet that seemed dormant and vacant of all life. There was no operator coming over the Crest’s comms in order to guide them to a hanger. Actually there was no spaceport to harbor arriving ships because the planet had been owned by the Empire who kept the planet off astrological charts. Only certain scum and villainy knew about the planet and what it was truly meant for, Tolarian was used for something more as Din found that out years ago.

He let the Crest hover for a moment glaring back at Osa waiting for her approval. With a nervous breath Osa nodded her head giving her father the go ahead. Causally Din flew the ship to the approximate coordinates he could remember Anara giving him fifteen years prior, but the journey wasn’t smooth like before.

The atmosphere had gotten thicker, creating no clear visual with their decent while the ship’s consoles (which would guide them) began malfunctioning.

“My screen went black Papi,” Osa informed in a panic.

Din hoped he could somehow reboot the Crests system, but nothing seemed to be working because of so much interference, “Hold on, we’re flying in blind.”

Din kept his hands firmly on the wheel focusing with all his might when the child started making gibberish noises trying to get anyone’s attention. Osa realized her father needed full concentration so she picked the little one up when the two telepathically connected.

Instantly Osa understood what the child was trying to say, since he couldn’t convey words himself, as she became his voice. Like a shock to her system Osa could see what he saw and immediately yelled at her father, “Pull up, now!”

Never doubting her judgment Din complied and diverted from colliding into a mountain.

“Fly straight,” Osa instructed as the thick smog wasn’t clearing up the further they descended, “Veer to the left and make a hard dive downwards,” it was as if Osa could see where the Crest was heading, she just had to guide her father, “There,” she pointed when a dismal city was finally in view.

Memories from the past crept their way forward within Din’s mind but nothing appeared the same. Din put the Crest down just on the outskirts of what was left of the city. Buildings had been demolished, there was no sign of any life forms while an eerie sound of stillness filtered through the air.

Din attempted to get the controls working again but something was preventing the function. Giving up he powered down the Crest and instructed Osa to gear up. The three made their way to the lower deck where Din checked his weapons because a Mandalorian always anticipated a battle, when Osa strapped the child onto her back in the new harness she constructed.

Satisfied with all the artillery he was packing, Din lowered the platform but his daughter wasn’t by his side. He glared back seeing the stunned little girl he thought he helped break through. Without thought Din ran to her hoping she wasn’t about to have an episode but she was more frozen by terror.

“I don’t know if I can do this,” Osa honestly said.

“You don’t have to, I can go and find out what I can,” he encouraged.

“I’m not living up to the Mandalorian title very well,” she said lowering her head.

“Osa, everyone embodies the role in their own way, there is no set path because you mold it on how it fits you,” Din declared, “Fear only exists if we allow it, but you have every right to be frightened. I tried to take those nightmares away, envelop you with compassion, but I can only do so much Osa, it is up to you to conquer those fears,” Din placed his hands on her shoulders when she peered up and the two glared at one another through their visors.

“Thank you Papi, you are my strength,” Osa said in honesty.

“And you are my everything, Mi Pequeno,” he replied grazing the side of her helmet with his thumb, “Ready to tackle this together?” Din held out his hand and without hesitation Osa took it.

“With you, we can achieve anything,” when the three made their way out of the Crest to uncover more then what they bargained for.

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The air felt thick, while the grey fog kept visibility hindered. Din and Osa stayed close attempting to use their heat sensor setting within their helmet to help lead the way, but everything had gone cold on the planet.

“Where do we even start?” Osa questioned.

“At the building where you were given to me,” Din informed trying to remember his exact route from before but nothing was the same, “Can you sense anything?” Din looked to Osa for guidance.

“I’m trying not to,” she honestly said.

“Fair enough,” he ventured deep into his subconscious trying to resurface any familiar surroundings.

Din decided to head inwards hoping for anything to jump out at him when something finally did. The insignia of the Rebels was painted on a crumbled wall, if the Rebels were here then they would have focused on taking down the laboratory Osa had been kept in.

In hope Din followed the debris and low and behold he was back in the same alley he had waited down fifteen years ago, but it was more of an open walkway now due to the surrounding buildings being destroyed.

“Stay close,” Din said out of habit.

“Wasn’t planning on venturing off,” Osa stated with a shaky voice.

The hole Anara blew open seemed to have been repaired because new destruction carved itself into the bricks. They walked through the newly developed entrance and carefully walked over uneven terrain due to debris covering the actual surface.

Upon entry the room was dark, only the dim natural lighting filtered through the cracks of the structure, painting unique streaks on the cold surfaces. Din and Osa ventured further when suddenly Din heard a soft whimper come from his daughter. He turned and saw her hunched over, hands on her knees, concentrating not to give in. The child cooed in sorrow like it was experiencing his own nightmares.

“Hey,” Din rushed to them, “Look at me, hear me Mi Pequeno,” he hoped he was reaching her while he stroked the child’s quivering ear.

“I’m okay Papi, we’re okay, it’s just the way the energy given off from this place, how I can see past events play out in this very room,” she tried to explain.

“You don’t have to put yourself through this, you have nothing to prove,” Din reassured her, “I took you away before.”

“No, there are answers here,” Osa glared past her father and pointed, “There.”

They walked over to a circular console with a hologram viewer directly in the center so any viewer could have a gander.

“Let’s hope this still functions,” Din said noticing the partial destruction to the unit.

He began flicking and pushing buttons, performing the standard protocol with any computer unit, the tricky part would be how to navigate the system and hope it wasn’t encrypted or erased, but to his surprise there appeared to be no tampering with. It seemed everyone associated with this building just abandoned it when the Rebels arrived.

Unsure on where to start Din began opening any file and following the bread crumbs of clues, in the mits of his search he opened a folder when several images of all different species of children came up on the screen, but over the image (typed in bold red letters) was one word: Failed. A sudden wave of emotion inflicted Osa knowing these children’s outcomes.

“Why? Why did they have to die and I didn’t?” Osa questioned.

“Don’t do this, you are entitled to your life, you cannot have survivors guilt. I could be doing the exact same by the loss of members from our covert, instead we must honor the fallen, live on so then they live on as well. These children’s stories will be eternal because of your survival because of his survival,” Din pointed to the child, “You have every right to be alive Osa.”

All she could do was nod her head in agreement while staying quiet, memorizing her fellow captives faces. Quickly Din began searching in other files when he stumbled upon one titled “Priority” but had only vague information. A headshot came up of a green creature while a list displayed itself of speculated facts accompanied by video clips of the individual in action.

“Papi that looks like,” Osa started.

“I know,” Din replied looking at the child.

“But older, who is this Yoda?” Osa questioned when she began reading, out loud, the file’s contents, “Name: Yoda, could be a first or last name. Gender: Male. Status: Jedi Master. Is Jedi another term for the ancient sorcerers the older Mandalorians compared me to?” Osa asked her father.

“I assume so,” Din replied remembering the Armorer using this terminology.

“Species: Unknown. Ya da ya da ya da, ugh this information is useless,” Osa was becoming frustrated believing all of her answers would be awaiting her in a nice package, “Why is there hardly anything on this Yoda?” Osa clicked on some of the footage showcasing the Jedi Master’s skills with a lightsaber when the child became excited.

“Do you think the little one recognizes him?” Din questioned.

“No, he thinks that’s him on the screen, wait,” Osa pondered, “Could it be?”

“What?”

“This footage was taken during the Clone Wars, could he be Yoda?” Osa pointed to the child who seemed to be mesmerized by the green figure who looked just like him but older.

“How?” Din asked hoping his daughter would indulge him.

“Wasn’t that the whole reason of the Clone Wars, was for cloning, what if he is a clone of Yoda? We have been to all areas of the galaxy and this is the second time in my life where I have seen his kind. What if his species was going extinct, why lose that kind of power?”

“Or someone else wanted that power,” Din began searching through other files when one called “Yaddle” surfaced but there was nothing in the file except for the word “Deceased.” Din continued on when he came across one about life expectancy, “It seems this little one can live for a very long time, about 800 years give or take,” Din read, “And has the highest midichlorian count among any Jedi, but most important can live on through the Force.”

“The Force? What’s that?”

“I can only assume it is a reference for your abilities,” Din speculated when he clicked on another file showcasing a dozen children with Osa in the mix.

“Hey that’s me, where are you?” she asked.

“In a file called Midichlorian Infusion,” Din clicked on Osa’s image when her file appeared.

“Name: Test Subject 25. Parents: Donors – Anara Xcee (part Changeling) partnered with Silent D (warrior),” Osa stopped reading due to a small chuckle she heard escape from her father, “What’s so funny, that you were put down as a warrior?” Osa laughed to herself.

“No, the silent D, Anara always goofed with me when we were teenagers about my last name. She said ‘what is the purpose of the D being there if it isn’t going to get pronounced in Djarin?’ Hence forth she would call me silent D,” Din reminisced.

“Oh you crazy teenagers,” Osa loved making her father squeamish and he only displayed it when talking about her mother.

Din quickly went back to over looking his daughter’s file when nothing appeared to be helping.

“Inquisitorius Program, what do you think that meant?” Osa pointed out on her file for future occupation, but Din kept quiet only hearing rumors about a select group who were governed to Lord Vader, “We’re getting no where,” Osa complained when Din looked closer.

“Not entirely,” he hovered over Subject 25 infused by Test subject “Y.” Hesitant Din clicked and was brought to several videos and a very small file about the child. Osa’s focus was so intent she didn’t even see her father delete the footage.

“Hey, what are you doing there could be valuable information,” Osa shrieked hungry for any intel.

“No there wouldn’t be, those videos only showcase torture, something I can’t bare to witness because I saw the repercussions,” Din referred to the terrifying night Osa fell ill and if not for Wildaldro’s father Din would have lost Osa.

“Papi,” her voice almost broke when she placed her helmet on his pauldron.

“Alright let’s see what the Empire has on this little guy,” Din stated when Osa straightened and the child’s ears pricked up.

“Do you hear that clinging?” Osa asked half turning around when suddenly a wire lassoed around her body, constraining her and the child, and then finally whipping them backwards.

An escaped scream exited Osa’s mouth as she fought to get free while being dragged across the floor like an untamed beast. Din immediately pulled out his Vibroblade and ran after the two but got slowed down by blaster fire. His beskar armor held up with each blow, but Din was propelled backwards inching him farther and farther away from his children.

Trying to take matters into her own hands, Osa attempted to use her abilities and propel anything loose towards the perpetrator, but the assailant was one step ahead and sent a huge electro shock down the wire and into her and the child’s bodies. Immediate pain surged through their frames instantly knocking them unconscious.

Now that the captives became dead weight this gave Din an opportunity to make his move. Din wished he had his jetpack on so he could reach them easier when instead he ran full force towards the enemy who (to his surprise) was another Mandalorian, but one he was not familiar with nor whom was apart of his clan. Mandalorian or not Din would protect his kin with his life and leapt into battle.

The two were well matched as Din could tell his foe had been in plenty of fights before due to the wear on the green and white armor. Din would add more scraps to the enemies Beskar but had, somehow, become bested.

The assailant threw, what appeared to be an orb filled with a liquid, when Din dodged the item but it bounced off the ground, ricocheted and magnetized itself to Din’s thigh guard. Instantly the orb erupted releasing a deadly toxin when the acid ate straight through Din’s Beskar.

In fear of losing his leg, Din drastically attempted to unclasp his thigh guard but the straps had become soldered together, practically sealing his fate. Din could smell and feel the acid eat its way towards his skin as there was only one venom he knew of that could penetrate Beskar and it came from the Sarlacc, but the erosion would take days where this was happening in seconds.

Somehow this Mandalorian collected Sarlacc venom and advanced it. Din had to think quickly in order to save his appendage and his abducted children when suddenly a female Mandalorian, in blue and white armor, entered the scuffle. She hovered in midair by jetpack while sending blaster fire towards the rouge Mandalorian.

In haste he threw another Sarlacc bomb her way, but she seemed to be prepared and released a hand full of powder dissolving the hazards orb. Hearing Din’s flustered cries, she landed by Din and threw a hand full of the powder on his leg to seize the acids chemical reaction. She pulled out a small laser and burned through the singed straps releasing Din.

Once he had become freed, Din immediately detached the Beskar but upon removal ripped a huge hole in his pants exposing redden skin. Luckily he only suffered minor burns instead of losing his leg.

“Damn, he got away,” the woman exclaimed in anger, running towards the entrance Din and Osa used earlier, pointing her blaster ready to end the rouge Mandalorian’s life.

Without thought Din went to Osa and the child identifying their status of injury, “Mi Pequeno can you hear me?” Din cut through the wire, releasing them from the bond.

No immediate response, he lowered his helmet hearing his daughter’s breath while he rubbed his hand gently over the child’s head. In unison Din received a groggy groan from the both of them. A sigh of relief washed over him knowing they were alive.

“Who are you, friend or foe, who was the other Mandalorian, and why have I never seen either of you before?” Din questioned almost in anger.

“I could ask you the same questions except I am aware of who the imposter is. No one steals Mandalorian armor and wears it without being sworn in to a Creed,” she spat, “And which clan have you sworn your allegiance to?”

“Which clan? There is only one, Clan Saxon,” Din informed.

“So the rumors are true, huh and he still believes he is the leader of the Mandalorians,” she said with acid on her tongue.

“If you’re talking about Tiber Saxon his leadership was short lived. The clan was inherited by his kin,” Din stated.

“I presume Starling Saxon took control?”

“She did, but in the efforts of keeping us safe and hidden she lost her life as did so many others,” Din lowered his head out of respect.

“And now?”

“Hard to tell, the leadership was between Ivee Saxon and Paz Vizla, but since she donned the role of Armorer Ivee out ranked Paz.”

“I have searched across the entire galaxy hoping to find any remaining Mandalorians but none were ever found until now, until a bounty was placed on both your helmets,” she pulled her blaster.

“Hey we’re not the enemy,” Din spoke with his hands up in defense.

“No, then why did the Creed vanish? Mandalorians aren’t frightened children who hide from the enemy, we are fighters until our end,” she spoke in pride.

“Starling wanted the Creed to live on so we took to the sewers on Nevarro where she only allowed two above at a time. We would live in secrecy so our numbers could grow once again instead of being hunted down and being eradicated, but even she couldn’t prevent that,” Din said saddened remembering the pile of armor back at the covert.  

“How many are even left?” her voice almost sounded shaky.

“Hard to tell, we have become scattered again.”

“And is this the reason why you both are out here, trying to escape from the bounty placed on both of your helmets?” she questioned.

“No, a scuffle broke out between the Guild and I, resulting in the bounty but has now been resolved,” Din informed.

“It’s not the Guild who placed the bounty, a new order issued it, someone under the command of Moff Gideon,” she corrected.

“So is this your true intentions on why you helped us, in order to obtain us and collect your reward?” Din slowly reached for his blaster ready to battle again.

“If I was looking for a quick score I wouldn’t turn in someone from my own Creed.”

“But you were willing to end that other Mandalorians life?”

“Do not declare him as a Mandalorian, Boba Fett brings dishonor to our heritage, he is not apart of the Creed and shall not wear our armor. One way or another I will end him.”

“Then what do you want with us?”

“It is time for the Mandalorians to come out of hiding, you will help me find my people as we will unite once again,” she commanded.

“Who are you?”

Din was shocked and surprised by the woman removing her helmet as she revealed soft angular features, yellow greenish eyes, and red hair, “My name is Bo Katan, rightful ruler of Mandalore.”

[border-spam]

Twins prompt 7: Monster

(Tw child death)

“And that superfans, is yet another flawless victory for your God Queen.“

Tyreen is all pearly teeth and ego as she steps backwards through the carnage and destruction their war party surrounds, facing Troy as he works to keep her centered on stream, his C.H.A.7 cambot floating in front of him as they advance through the remains of the ravaged camp.

Flashing her a vicious grin, he motions to keep it coming as he follows her lead, stifling a snorting giggle as her theatrics intensify in response.

“These pooor lil heretics thought they stood a chance against our holy family..” she continues as she pretends to be moved to tears, gesturing with over the top flicks of her wrists at the burning wreckage of the camp on either side of them.

Smoke billowing out of half standing shacks, COV bandits chanting in victory as they systematically loot the remaining structures, all as their Twin Gods stream the chaos live.

“..And man oh man, did they learn the hard way that your Gods do not tolerate that shit.” Tyreen continues as she takes step by cocky step back through the rubble, hyped by the shrieks and shouts of the bandits tearing down doors and pulling cowering survivors from the wreckage all in her glorious name.

She stops as she reaches the center of the camp, pausing to pretend to wipe away a tear and sniffle mournfully, then snaps into a huge grin as she spins to look into the camera again.

“But who cares about these losers, let’s get into the meat of the show! We have three eridium tier memberships to gi-”

Troy’s unexpected shift in demeanor alerts her to the left as one of the survivors barrels out of a still standing shack and halts in surprise just beside her. She notices the confusion in the eyes behind the cloth wrap obscuring their face before she does the small knife in their shaking hand, and catches Troy’s finger-snap towards her and reposition of the camera in the side of her vision.

This was going to be good for today’s viewer count.

“…Well what have we now?” she drips through a mocking grin as she takes a step towards the bandit.

“So eager to make an offering?” Tyreen laughs, rolling her shoulders lazily as her Siren marks fire up, Troy excitedly gesturing for her to keep going as he moves to circle them with the camera, getting the rampaging bandits still ripping the town apart behind her out of frame and placing her and this idiot into central focus for the millions of followers watching his stream.

The bandit drops the knife and takes a step back, looking in panic between her and her twin, unsure wether to run or drop to their knees and beg. Not understanding neither would save them.

Tyreen can already taste their energy as she reaches her left hand towards them as they begin to cower before her. Their hands raised in desperate supplication towards her, head still rapidly turning between Troy and her, as if he might stop her, as if he could, she gloats.

“Well…. what kind of God would I be if I rejected such a humble offering?”

The bandit starts to say something to her, to beg, but it’s far too late for that now. Power erupts from her fingertips before they manage the first syllable. Purple bolts of electricity pierce and burn through their torso, and their eyes widen in horror as they crumple to their knees, clothing burning away as their skin splits and hardens.

Tyreen flutters her eyes closed in pleasure, shuddering a deep inhale as the bandit’s life energy leeches from the husk of mummified remains that kneel in front of her and into her body.

“Ahhhh.. delicious” She whispers blissfully, giving Troy’s camera a sly side glance as he silently laughs through a feral grin, kissing his flesh fingers in a mock gesture of perfection towards her.

Then, suddenly, he whips to the side and the grin is dropped, body language shifting from relaxed to on edge. C.H.A.7’s stream light goes dark with subtle gesture of his huge prosthetic, and Tyreen feels a wave of something unnameable in her gut as she turns to take in what he’s staring at.

“..M-Mom?”

The kid was what, 7, maybe 8?

Small and malnourished, filthy blonde hair, pale blue eyes locked on the husk in front of her. Standing shivering in the doorway the bandit had emerged from, hands clasped in front of his chest as he jolted with fright at each scream and gunshot from the marauding war party still tearing the shanty town down around them.

Troy is approaching from her right now, hulking shape crunching through the rubble towards her, but the kid.. he’s just staring. Staring at the husk cowering on the ground in front of her feet, taking nervous steps towards it. She can’t tear her eyes away, she can’t..

“Mom what happ-”

He’s stopped now, eyes slowly raising to meet Tyreen’s, and she can’t hear the bandits anymore. She can’t look away, heart hammering in her throat as those icy blue eyes bore into hers. Icy blue eyes…

“…Why did you do that to her.” the child whispers.

Troy’s flesh hand closes around her right arm and shakes her gently but she can’t look away from this boy. Icy blue eyes looking at her like she’s a monster, she hadn’t meant to it hadn’t been her fault that Mom had..

“…Why did you do that to her?” the boy screams, tears rolling down his cheeks as his fists shake by his sides.

Troy is hissing something through his teeth next to her ear now but she can’t hear him, or the raucous din of her bandits, all that’s here now is this boy, and the memory of the other boy, and the icy blue eyes that looked at her in terror and confusion as she tried to pry her tiny arms out of the embrace of the shriveled husk of their mother.

Not again.

She effortlessly lifts her hand and the boy’s scream cuts off, flicker of energy barely registering in her as his husk crumples to the ground behind the other.

Troy violently jerks her towards him and off her feet, staggering against his towering form, but she doesn’t hear him or feel the pain of the vice like grip on her forearm. He’s shaking her hard but she doesn’t register the situation, bandits now crowding around their Gods in curiosity as the Queen seems to falter for a moment.

He spins her in front of him, facing the crowd, and she finally hears him, the “Get your fucking face on and move.” he whispers through clenched metal fangs against her temple.

She takes a step forward, looks up, and lets the character he’d written her slip back on like a second skin.

Feels God Queen Tyreen take control while the woman herself can barely see what’s in front of her feet as she begins to walk back towards the base setup outside the town.

Dashing smile. Walk. Wave. Walk. Laugh. Walk. Pose with follower. Walk. Pause for echoshot.

Troy’s looming presence a few steps behind her keeps her pointed in the right direction, subtly gesturing to part the crowd in front of her as he stalks behind her near catatonic march onwards, carefully hidden rage emanating from him in waves that prickle the hair on the back of her neck.

Keep up the persona, let Troy guide her, don’t let them see that she’s lost in memories she buried so deep they’d rotted in her guts for over a decade, don’t let them see, don’t drop the façade he’d crafted for her.

The first thing she feels again is the sting of his prosthetic’s metal palm on her back as it forces her through the curtained entrance of their shared tent at camp with more force than needed, and she slowly sinks closer to the ground with each forward step till she falls to her knees inside the privacy of its confines.

Collapsing in on herself, she raises her palms to either side of her head, and feels the tears begin to spill down her cheeks, breath hitching into panicked hiccups as the controlled persona slips away. Barely registering her twin’s violent snaps of barked orders to the marauders crowded outside.

It’s quiet outside now as they disperse, just her muffled sobbing from within the tent and the stabbing pains in her chest and stomach to break the silence, till she hears the flutter of the curtained entrance and Troy’s heavy, predatory steps behind her.

“Tyreen.. What the fuck was that.”

No response, just more hot tears dripping off her chin as she squeezes her eyes shut and presses her hands to her ears to block him out.

“What the fuck. Was that.”

Please Troy no, not now.. I can’t..

“You’re killing kids now?” He hisses, closer to her, the whirr of his arm as it clenches in fury causing her to jolt.

“Like.. dusting his mother in front of him wasn’t enough right? What the hell, Ty.”

Please no Troy not this, I can’t talk about this now I didn’t mean to hurt mom I..

“I don’t give a s-shit about the views, and you fucking know it. That was wrong, that wasn’t killing bandits, what the fuck is wrong with you?” He emphasises the last few words, breathing heavily just behind her, flexing and unflexing the mechanical fist in raw agitation.

… Troy, stop. STOP. I didn’t mean for you to see it wasn’t my fault I didn’t know it would happen when she..

She coughs out a sob, feebly raising her head and trying to choke out words. “I couldn’t just.. He saw it. I didn’t know she was.. I didn’t know and he saw it. God his eyes Troy, did you see? The way he looked at me? I don’t know.. What he.. Saw.. I..”

Silence, bar the heaving breaths bellowing through his nose

“.. So you f-fucking kill him? Wow “sis” you sure did vindicate yourself there huh, better he be dead than be without her, or remember what you did, right?“

What could she say. What could she say to him he was right, she’d done it, she’d killed Leda.. it was her fault..

”..That how you think it should have gone for me?“

She jolts up straight, breath frozen in her chest as he takes another step, directly behind her now, monstrous shadow engulfing her own on the ground before her.

“Troy… What?“

“I said. Is THAT what you think would have been better for ME?”

[voyager-into-the-unknown]

This is the next part of my Plance fanfic series. There’s hints of Plance, Kallura, and Hunay in this chapter, plus loads of action!

This is the link to the previous chapter: https://truegryffindorforever2.tumblr.com/post/188911292170/i-had-fun-writing-this-chapter-lance-and-pidge

Chapter 9: The Morning Workout

At 0800 on Monday morning, the Paladins met at the Garrison’s training deck for a mandatory combat simulation. The Altean technology from the Castle of Lions was the foundation of this enormous new training area that the Garrison had built, not just for the Paladins, but for the future trainees of the Defenders Project that the Holts were developing. Even though Pidge had helped her father design the platform, the scenarios were so varied that even she would be surprised by most of them. She had asked Matt to do most of the programming for their training so that she would not know what kind of dangers they would face. Coran and Shiro had also given Matt some suggestions on the specifics.

Keith had arrived early, and was in the control room with Coran, who would be operating today’s simulation. Shiro and Matt had arrived shortly afterwards to observe and evaluate the results of the exercise.

Allura and Pidge were on the deck by 0750, and when Lance and Hunk arrived, Lance saw that the princess was helping Pidge with her unruly long hair, braiding it tightly so that it would fit under her helmet. “Good morning, Ladies!” Lance called cheerfully. Pidge made a little wave and smiled at them.

“Good morning, boys!” Allura replied as she finished helping Pidge with her hair.

“Good morning!” Hunk replied.

“Thanks, Allura. My hair is so much trouble. I am thinking about cutting it again.”

“Aw, don’t do that. Your hair is so pretty, Katie,” Lance said, never taking his eyes off of her. She blushed a little as she averted her gaze and smiled. Hunk gave Allura a knowing glance, and the princess lifted her eyebrows at him, looked at Lance and Pidge, then back towards Hunk. Hunk knew what the princess suspected, and he gave her a little nod. Allura looked happily surprised.

Keith walked out onto the deck. “Good morning, team. Today’s combat training exercise is an infiltration of a Galra pirate vessel. It’s the flagship of a large fleet of destroyer drones that are maneuvered in tandem by a slave circuit, which is controlled by a computer system that Pidge must hack before the flagship’s main reactor goes critical. Our coalition fleet is engaged in battle with the pirates and they have managed to partially disable the flagship, so our time is limited. To complicate things further, we have discovered that there’s also a small group of kidnapped citizens of the coalition worlds that are being held for ransom, and we must find them before we escape. If we fail, the fleet of destroyers will attack one of the coalition colony planets nearby, killing millions of colonists. We will have 25 doboshes to get through the maze of corridors to the brig and the main control room, complete the mission, and escape to our lions before the ship explodes. Reprogrammed Galra sentry bots will be playing the role of the pirates, but there are a few surprises onboard the ship, so expect the unexpected. Ready?”

“Ready!” they all replied. The plain white platform was transformed into the grey corridors of the pirate flagship, dimly lit by an eerie purplish glow. Klaxons blared and there was the sound of running metallic feet as the sentries charged, firing their energy rifles at the Paladins who drew their Bayards and activated their shields as they charged into the onslaught. Lance took out half a dozen sentries with his rifle, and Hunk incapacitated half a dozen more with his canon. Allura and Keith defended Pidge with electro whip and sword as she ran to the nearest terminal to find the location of the kidnapped citizens. When she found them she transmitted a map to everyone’s wrist displays.

“There are three of them. I’ve sent you their locations.”

“Great work, Pidge. Hunk, Allura, come with me to rescue the prisoners. Lance, go on with Pidge to the main control room,” Keith ordered. Lance was the most logical choice to defend Pidge while she worked. He could strike the enemy from a distance with his rifle and defend her in close quarters with his sword.

“Twenty doboshes remaining,” Coran’s voice announced over their helmet coms.

“Let’s move!” Keith shouted, and they went their separate ways.

Keith, Allura, and Hunk had to fight their way through a corridor full of sentries who were dressed in pirate gear and wielding both energy pistols and swords. After making short work of this obstacle, they entered a larger room consisting of several levels of gantries and cells. The area was filled with guards, one of whom was a huge, troll-like creature who carried a massive club. He swiped at Allura just as Keith pushed her out of harm’s way. Hunk opened fire on the creature, distracting him as Keith attacked the sentry guards, slicing the several bots to pieces, but just then even more sentries poured into the detention area brandishing their weapons. The Paladins were vastly outnumbered. Allura rushed to locate the three prisoners and release them from their cells. Romelle, Shay, and Axca soon emerged from the cubicles that Allura had opened. “I think we have some more allies in this fight,” Allura called to the others.

“Shay!” Hunk shouted. “Get her out of here!”

“I want to help,” the Balmeran girl said as she moved toward the battle. Axca and Romelle had already picked up fallen energy pistols and were combating the sentries nearest them. Shay used her size and strength to her advantage in the conflict, hurling sentries left and right, while Allura ran towards the troll-like monstrosity. She leaped onto its back and encircled the creature’s thick neck with her whip. It screamed in agony as she sent electrical currents through its artificial hide and android body. The pirates opened fire on Allura, knocking her down from the monster’s shoulders. Her armor protected her from the worst of the blast, but she fell to the deck, stunned.

“Allura!” Keith screamed. He ran towards her.

The troll-like creature was still disoriented from Allura’s attack. Hunk spotted a row of gantries and empty cells above the monster’s head and opened fire with his most powerful missiles, collapsing the structure on top of the monster.

Keith had lifted Allura’s unconscious body from the deck while Axca and Romelle provided cover for them. “We have to get to the hangar now! We are running out of time!”

“But what about Lance and Pidge?” Hunk asked, running after the others.

The corridor ahead of them was blocked by four pirate sentries with energy swords. Lance shot the first one who changed at them, but dodged as the second attacked with its sword. Lance’s Bayard transformed to its Altean broadsword form and he engaged in a furious duel with the bot. Pidge had managed to short-circuit the third sentry with her Bayard, but the fourth pirate sentry seized her, picking her up from the deck and holding its sword to her throat. She screamed. Lance heard her just as he had just sliced the second sentry in half, and while his sword was still in motion, his Bayard transformed back into a rifle. In one fluid movement, he aimed and fired at the pirate’s head, blasting it off of its shoulders. Pidge jumped down from its embrace as it collapsed. “Way to go, Sharpshooter!” Lance grinned at her.

“Ten doboshes!” Coran announced from the observation deck. Sam and Colleen had come by to watch the training exercise, unbeknownst to the Paladins. They watched as Lance and Pidge ran through the corridor towards the control room.

Keith helped a very groggy Allura down the passageway to the hangar where the lions were protected by their particle barriers. “Will you be able to fly?” He asked.

“I think so,” she straightened to her full height and saw that Hunk was already leading Shay aboard Yellow Lion. Romelle took Allura’s arm and led her towards Blue, and then Axca quickly followed Keith towards Black Lion.

The control room was filled with sentries, but Lance and Pidge took them out in a matter of moments. Pidge ran to the main terminal as Lance opened fire on the sentries that poured through the open doorway. Pidge’s fingers flew over the key pad as row after row of data scrolled up the display screen. “Hurry! Pidge, there’s too many of them!” Lance continued to pick them off.

Pidge didn’t answer him. Even if the flagship was destroyed, she had to send out the signal to disable the destroyer drones, or they would continue on their predetermined plan of attack on the colony. The program that she was trying to hack was one of the most complex she had ever seen. Her brow was damp with nervous perspiration. She began to panic.

The last of the sentries had been taken down by Lance’s sword, just as Pidge yelled, “I’m in!”

“Five doboshes,” Coran announced.

“Red and Green just took off without them, Keith,” Hunk’s voice announced over their comm channel.

“Lance, Pidge, report in. What’s your status?” Keith asked from Black Lion’s cockpit.

“She’s reprogramming the destroyer drones now,” Lance replied.

“Keith, Red and Green have flown away from the battle, far beyond the blast radius. The coalition flight group has disengaged as well. The destroyers are almost to the planet’s surface!” Allura cried, despair in her voice. “They will never make it out in time.”

“Red and Green would never abandon them like that, would they?” Hunk asked. “How will they get to their lions?!”

“Pidge, we have to go now!” Lance yanked her from the terminal pulling her towards the corridor.

“There’s an airlock to the left side of the next corridor,” she said, and they ran towards it.

Just then a sentry opened fire on them from behind. Pidge fell to the deck. Lance turned and blasted the robot to pieces. “Pidge! Are you alright?” He knelt beside her, then helped her to stand.

“My suit’s Okay, But my jetpack isn’t.” Lance opened the airlock and pulled her inside.

“Then you’ll just have to hold onto me. Don’t let go.”

“I won’t.”

Lance opened the door to the hull, and they were pulled into the vacuum of space. Pidge was holding on to him with her arms and legs wrapped tightly around him, and Lance clasped her to his chest with all of his strength. Screaming, they tumbled through the void.

Allura was monitoring the drone attack. “The destroyers...they’ve stopped!”

“Pidge’s hack worked!” Hunk exclaimed. “But where are they?!” Hunk and Allura both had tears streaming down their faces.

“Keith?” Allura called.

Keith didn’t respond. His eyes went blank, and he glowed with quintessence. Black was communicating with him, telling him what he must do. He inserted his Bayard into its port, and suddenly Black Lion was no longer there.

Lance had activated his jetpack and was flying away from the inevitable destruction of the flagship. He held Pidge close to him. She was sobbing. “We aren’t going to make it.”

Just then, Black Lion appeared out of nowhere, his mighty jaws open to catch Lance and Pidge, then teleport away to where Red and Green were waiting for them. The flagship exploded, bright as a nova.

“End simulation,” Coran said, and everyone in the control booth stood in shocked silence. The Paladins, along with their rescued “hostages” were once again standing on the white floor of the training deck: Hunk and Shay, Allura and Romelle, Keith and Axca... But Lance and Pidge were floating in midair, still clinging to each other as the antigravity field lowered them to the deck. They were both breathing heavily, and when they landed, they took off their helmets.

“That was terrifying,” Pidge said weakly. Lance hugged her.

“It was so realistic. I thought we were going to die,” Lance admitted. They were both shaking.

“Well done, team,” said Shiro, who had just come down from the observation deck.

“Keith has unlocked Black Lion’s ability to teleport,” Allura said proudly.

“Hunk and Allura managed to take down the troll by working as a team,” Keith added.

“And Lance’s combat scores are the highest he’s ever earned,” Shiro added. “His Bayard transformed from rifle to sword and back again, and he used those transformations flawlessly. I have never seen him fight like that.”

“I had the right motivation,” Lance said. “My mission was to protect Pidge.” Lance had his arm around her shoulders, and he gave her a little squeeze. She blushed and smiled shyly.

“Pidge, That slave circuit program was designed to be unhackable in the time you were given. What you did was nothing short of astonishing,” Shiro said with admiration for the youngest Paladin.

“She saved the entire colony from the destroyer drone attack,” Hunk added.

“Outstanding work, everyone.” Keith had his arms around Allura and Hunk. He gave them each a side hug, then moved to hug Lance and Pidge. “I’m really proud of you two,” he said while hugging them both simultaneously.

“You saved us, Keith,” Pidge said.

“Yeah, man. You were amazing.” Keith smiled, then gave Lance a little pat on the shoulder.

“The whole team was amazing. Let’s hit the showers and meet up at the Paladins’ lounge for lunch.”

[nova-flashpan]

Nightshift at Bunker

It was unseasonably cold in Kings canyon that night. The chilled air bristled past, sweeping through the island with a mournful whistling wind that mingled with the rhythmic chorus of the syndicate grunts at work. Large flood lights pierced the darkness, casting strange, ominous shadows.

Bunker seemed to loom over Duger as he worked. He felt as though the structure and its mountain surroundings were peeking over his shoulder, silently judging his progress. His nerves began to manifest in his hands with a tremble that made his welding go off track, leaving a nasty scorch mark in the concrete. Doing a quick survey, he decided it was okay to calm himself the only way he knew how. He took one of the cigars from his pouch and lit it with the welding torch still ablaze.

“C’mon Duger, if you’re going to smoke that crap you could at least do it somewhere I don’t have to smell it.” Alex growled, smacking Duger upside the head.

Duger flinched and rubbed the back of his helmet on instinct, as if he had actually felt the impact. “I can’t help it man, I smoke when I’m nervous. This place gives me the Heebie-jeebies.”

Alex took a stack of energy ammo from his pack and began to restock the supply bin. He gave a mean chuckle. “You’re nervous, huh? Scared of the canyon at night? You should be, with the wildlife on the loose now you’re not on top of the food chain anymore. Some of those things would make a quick dinner out of a little pissant like you.” Alex punctuated his sentence by sealing the supply bin with a pneumatic hiss.

Duger felt bile rise in the back of his throat. I’m not cut out for this, he thought. He steadied himself against the rail and ignored Alex’s torment as much as he could, forcing himself to focus on the welding.

“Alex, quit your jabbering and go help them put in the doors up the hill. Duger, don’t screw up that weld, you know they like to have things put back into place carefully.” Clowa called from the cargo truck.

Alex gave a dutiful nod and hurried up the hill. Duger liked watching how fast he broke to authority. He might be a sadist, but he’s a sadist who can take orders. Duger finished his work quickly on that thought. better to work while the cats busy. As he stood up, he tried his best to rub the scorch mark out of the concrete with his boot.

“I know I just warned you to be careful, but you don’t have to be that anal about it. When we’re finished cleanup’s gonna come for the dried blood and stuff, they’ll buff it out for you.” Clowa said.

“Oh, uh thanks commander.” Duger said.

She rolled her eyes. “Loosen up kid, you’re on the night shift. Its supposed to be easy if you do it right.”

Duger gave a dutiful nod like Alex had done and moved to the next set of railing. Their work continued uninterrupted except for the occasional screech of a flyer or the ring of far off gunfire. Duger found it oddly comforting. Each pop was like a reminder to his fearful core that there wasn’t anything to worry about. They weren’t the prey in the canyon, they where the hunters.

“That’s the problem with the “work hard, play hard” Motto. Everyone gets on board with the play hard part, but when it comes to the work they flake out. Then the people who really work hard are stuck picking up all the slack.” Will said speaking in between mouthfuls of orange dusted chips.

He sat on the balcony’s edge dangling his legs over and swinging them like a child in the breeze. Garth squatted near him patching up a whole in the shack’s wall.

“Uh huh that’s a real shame.” Garth said.

“It’s more than a shame! It’s a Damned travesty is what it is. Hell, we would probably get done with our work in half the time if the slackers would pick up their feet a little.” Will said crumpling the bag and tossing it into the water below.

Duger walked over and plucked the bag from the water without thinking.

Garth turned. “You don’t have to do that Dug. Will’s a big boy and he should learn to pick up his own shit.” He said punching Will in the arm.

“It’s ok I don’t mind that much.” Duger said turning back embarrassed.

“Yeah see he don’t mind. He doesn’t complain he just gets the job done.” Will said with a shit eating grin.

“Willie you’re a prick, you Know that.” Garth said.

Their banter was cut short as a series of pops range behind the mountain. The workers stopped, they all noted how long the gunfire had gone on. It wasn’t unusual to hear a shot or two in quick succession, but this was continuing fire. Then came the long rips of fully automatic fire and the steady thumping of light machine guns. Duger jumped at the sound of a much bigger bang, the distinctive blast of a grenade.

Clowa growled and grabbed her radio. “What’s with the fireworks people? Is appropriate force a term you all forgot about?”

The radio was silent. She went down the bands switching from one to the next in quick succession. Each had a distinctive static click as it connected, but there was silence. No matter what she threatened the other end did not reply back. Half way through the list she paused as the radio connected right away. The little speaker projected the vrooming fire of a devotion on full blast and the screaming of a man on his last leg.

“This is commander Clowa report in! What’s the situation?” She yelled into the receiver, a sliver of fear leaking into her tone.

The devotion fire stopped as the magazine spent its last breath. There was a scream and the sound of crunching armor and bone. Then a static hiss as the signal was lost. Clowa stared at the radio wondering if she had really just heard the end of a whole platoon. Her thoughts were interrupted as another signal connected and the panicked voice of Alex picked up.

“The lights are going out! Somethings coming!”

Clowa turned to see it with her own eyes. The lights of artillery flickered and then where snuffed. The dark flood spread, and containment was swallowed into the inky blackness as well. The light glow that had appeared around the mountain went out with a mechanical clank as the floodlights on the other side went out.

The grunts moved quickly without orders, it was clear that the shit had hit the fan, and no one was going to sit around and wait to be told to gear up. Will made a beeline for the closed container ditching his issued rifle for the devotion that sat inside. Duger followed suit picking up a peacekeeper and adding attachments that he could find in the restocking stash. The momentum of the work stopped the terror from fully sinking in, so he rode it like a wave.

Clowa worked through their ranks checking their weapons and dolling out attachments and grenades. They were scared but she couldn’t allow chaos to go unchecked. Better to act as if she still had everything in hand, give them a foundation to work from. She held her face plain and hoped they couldn’t see the nervous twitch in her eye. She had them form around the bunker’s entrance, creating a fallback if things escalated.

“Alex do you have confirmation on the enemy? What are we fighting here?” Clowa asked in a hushed tone into the radio.

“No, we’ve had limited visual contact. I can’t Identify who, but they’re individuals in Black armor. They’re blending into the dark, using the shadows to hide. I think they might be special ops or something.” Alex said.

Clowa’s brow furrowed. She had thought it was wildlife at first, an invasion of the more aggressive outland species. That bone crunching, she had heard made more sense for animals. She shivered at the thought of the kind of person who would do that.

“Hold your position and give me any updates on their movement. I’m gonna call the Calvary in for this.” She said.

Clowa entered the syndicate main line and tried to connect. She only heard static. She could feel the eyes of the grunts on her, their hope resting on her like the weight of a sinking ship. I need to keep control, need to keep everyone together, she thought. She sent an outbound signal.

“This is commander Clowa of the 19th restocking crew requesting immediate evac. We have hostiles surrounding us. Over.”

There was static and then a different sound, not quite breathing, but the idle fidgeting of another presence. She knew someone or something had heard her. She pressed the button to speak again when a growling metallic “No” pierced through the static.

Clowa did a double take. did I really just here that? She thought. No, surely it was a trick of the static. Her mind finding a voice amongst the white noise. It felt real though. She tried to resend the signal only to find that the radio was no longer working. That “No” had meant it.

The grunts turned to hill as screams and gunfire sang from the top. Duggar felt his intestines pretzel themselves in his gut as he recognized one of the voices of agony. In his lower moments he had wondered what it would be like to hear Alex scream in pain. He knew now and wished he never had.

“Fall back Fall back!” Clowa screamed the last of nerves giving way.

The soldiers flooded into the narrow passageways of bunker. Clowa waited at the entrance for a moment, hoping to see a few of her men escape from the hilltop. She was instead met with a wave of dark armored soldiers running and leaping with inhuman speed. Clowa was able to close the doors just in time as the wave crashed into bunker.

The men leapt back as the swarm continued to batter against the door. Sending body after body crashing against the plated steel. The slamming slowed and finally stopped as the swarm realized it could not push into the structure. The mass of soldiers stood still now, as if they, or it, were thinking.

“Alex?” Duger whispered as he peered through the bullet proof glass.

Alex was there at the forefront his armor and skin turned an ashen black. His eyes gave an eerie glow and he wore a wide snarling smile that was anything but friendly. He noticed that they were all Grunts, all fellow soldiers. He recognized many of them. They had been his colleges, some had even been his friends.

The swarm took a collective step back and two separated from its ranks and stepped forward. They grabbed both halves off the door and began to push opposite directions. At first there was nothing. Then another pair joined and then another. And the door began to make a creaking sound as the lock began to break.

“Hold the door!” Clowa yelled as she braced one of the sides trying to stop its movement.

The other men rushed in and pushed along side her. Duger stood there being and feeling completely helpless. The eyes of the shadow men outside seemed to lock on his every time he looked.

“Duger God dammit help us!” Will shouted.

Duger snapped out of it and grabbed his welding torch. He set the torch to its highest setting praying that it was hot enough for the reinforced material. The weld was sloppy, but it held fusing the two halves of the door together.

Will clapped him on the shoulder as they stepped back. “I knew yah had it in you little guy.”

The others joined in whooping and cheering, taking the little victory in stride. Clowa didn’t join them, she stood at the door still wrestling with a feeling that there was something else off. As she scanned the now still swarm it came to her.

“Weren’t there more of them?” She asked.

Her question was answered by a shrieking crash from further in the facility. Hearts sank and stomachs dropped as they remembered the other entrance. It may have been locked, but that wasn’t enough anymore.

They were overtaken in moments. The narrow hallways gave them a slight advantage, but there was no beating their sheer numbers. As the fighting went on the lights where knocked out and the canyon sat in complete darkness.

Duger was the last man standing. He had torn the devotion from Will’s cold dead hands and was now blasting away. The lasers where the only source of light. The Blue blots of plasma seemed almost holy to him and he could not help but chuckle, wondering if that’s why it had been given that name.

Then the clip ran dry and he was in the godless dark. He shrank back into the corner slipping in someone else’s blood. He should have died as soon as the clip ran out, but instead he was left with the cruel fate of waiting for death hopelessly. He wept there in the dark, wishing they would just do it. He knew they were still there, he could hear them ripping apart armor and breaking bones.

Then just before madness fully grasped him, he felt a cold metal hand grab his face in the darkness. Suddenly he feared death again, for some reason he felt that death by this hand would be worse somehow. He began to sputter pleading for his life between racking sobs.

There was a deep metallic voice that spoke calmly and coolly, though he felt an immeasurable anger deep in its tones.

“Why do you cry little meat sack? Are you afraid I’m going to hurt you? I could never, not too something as pitiful as you. No. no. There’s no sport in that.”

Duger’s crying slowed. Maybe he had been wrong about the dark. It was ok. He was going to be ok. The voice wouldn’t hurt him, and everything would be alright. The metal hand left his face.

“I certainly wouldn’t hurt you.” The voice reassured, then it gave a sinister chuckle. “However, I can’t speak for them.”

They swarmed him now Striking and tearing. The last thing he heard as he left the mortal coil was the clank of metal feet. The metal hands picked through the remains of Clowa in the dark and wrapped around a control key card.

“Now the reel fun can begin.”

(This was written as a sort of prelude to the new apex legends Halloween event. I’m sure there will be an in game explanation for how the game mode happens, but I thought it would be fun to do something on the spookier side.)

[wisdomrays]

TAFAKKUR: Part 32

Your Ear: Part 1

I was impatiently waiting for my turn to tell you about myself and so about my Creator while in the previous issue, my neighbor organs in your head, the eyes, were telling you how they were placed on you as a miraculous creation and were illuminating your world. Do you wonder why I was so impatient? It is because I was in a hurry to manifest to the whole universe the One who shows such great artistry in you and has given you the ability to hear only a certain amount of the sounds created in the universe. He is the One who brings together so harmoniously all of my pieces, including the two outer spoon-shaped sound receivers of wonderful structure, which you see merely as two pieces of flesh on the sides of your head and that you do not pay much attention to. Why would I stay silent when I have been created as skillfully and delicately as the eyes?

Life without me is only silence

Every artist wishes to present his work to admiring eyes. In the whole universe, from atoms to star systems, God shows all the details of His art to you, a conscious being; and among His works, He has installed the most splendid ones in your body. He has given you reason and knowledge so that you can easily see and understand them. With knowledge, you can appreciate the meaning and different qualities of existence. However, you need another tool, your five senses, through which you will look at and learn about the material world around you and then turn this knowledge into an appreciation of the meanings behind God’s creation.

If you were not able to perceive light and color (by your eyes), your knowledge of material existence would be insufficient. Similarly, if God had not placed me in your skull, you would not be able to hear and know the songs of birds, the rustling of trees, the babbling of water, or the whistling of wind, which are each a note in the divine musical harmony throughout the universe. Indeed, everything speaks in its own tongue in order to introduce God to people. You use your eyes to perceive the things that speak with the wavelengths of light. You use me to perceive other wavelengths called “sound,” which is caused by the vibration of molecules.

The wavelength of the sounds that I can perceive ranges between 20 and 20,000 Hertz. I am unable to sense frequencies of sound that are above or below those limits. Indeed, it would be better to call this an advantage given by God rather than an “inability.” If the Creator of everything in the universe had not created me with this limited capacity, you would be facing unbearable pain in your head. If He had made me work with a wider range of hearing, you would be disturbed by the footsteps of a little ant, the moaning of an insect laying eggs, the buzzing of beehives, and the sound of the fluttering birds. Therefore, the fact that I have sufficient sensitivity for you to meet your needs is an advantage and an indication of God’s mercy. After all, my Creator gives everybody exactly what they need in a most suitable way and in the best measurements; He never does anything absurd. Do not ever want to have an ear like that of a bat. I am the best one for you.

Do not ever think that my outer, visible part is too simple. My outer ear, which sometimes turns red when you are nervous, is placed in the best position according to the shape of your head so that it can receive sounds in a most efficient way. Because it is made up of elastic cartilage, my outer ear (A) is very flexible, and it won’t break when you lie on it. The curves on me (known as the helix) and the hairs inside my channel are not made without a reason, either. My cartilages have the perfect shape to channel the sound down towards my middle ear according to the intensity of the sound and the direction it comes from. Because this special shape is formed according to the genetic code of a person, it is different in every person. The hairs in the canal serve to protect me from foreign objects like insects or dust. The canal that connects my outer part to my middle part is pretty wide, but if too much fatty wax accumulates here, I might experience temporary hearing loss.

My outer part is followed by my middle ear, which begins with the ear drum (tympanic membrane) (C). Attached to this thin ear drum are three bones: the malleus (D), the incus (E), and the stapes (F), which are all placed in order. These little bones are jointed to each other at an angle of 105 degrees. With an action like a piston, they amplify even the smallest sound vibration coming from the ear drum and transmit it to the middle ear. My middle ear space is connected to your pharynx by a very thin canal called the Eustachian tube (G). In order to protect my ear drum from rupture, I recommend that you open your mouth during an explosion or an intense sound. In that way, the sound waves that enter through your mouth will balance with the sound waves in my canals so that my ear drum is protected.

My inner part, followed by my middle part, is the most vital and sensitive area. Therefore, it is surrounded and protected by the bones of your skull. This inner part, which is an amazing piece of art and technology, comprises two wonderful receptor components. Those two little parts are placed in the same narrow area inside the temporal bone, but they perform different tasks. One of them is the cochlea (H), which is involved with hearing. The other part is the balance (vestibular) canals, which consist of the semicircular canals (I), the saccule (J), and the utricle (K). This balance organ enables you to stand straight and walk, run, or move without bumping or falling.

Like carved marble or forged metal, those parts are crafted out of bones that form a beautiful and intricate whole. My cochlea is divided widthwise by a bony tube. The upper compartment above the tube is connected to an oval window, which is an outlet to the middle ear. The lower compartment below the tube is connected to a round window. My inner part is a labyrinth of fluid-filled tubes. The fluid in the bony labyrinth, between the bone and the membranes, is called perilymph, and the other fluid within the membranous structure is called endolymph.

Situated on the basilar membrane (L) of my cochlea is a very small and special organ that you call the organ of Corti. The organ of Corti contains the hearing cells (or hair cells), the receptors (M) that are sensitive to sound waves, and other supporting cells. Because the length of the cells in the organ of Corti varies, different parts of my cochlea are sensitive to sounds of different wavelengths.

The sound waves travel via the malleus, the incus, and the stapes and through my oval window, agitating the perilymph of my cochlea. After that, the sound waves cause Reissner’s membrane (N) in my cochlea to vibrate, which then results in a wave movement in the endolymph. The wave movement continues along this membrane until it reaches my organ of Corti. The special receptor cells (or hair cells) of the organ of Corti are the ultimate vibration receptors. Their surfaces consist of very small strands (cilia). Those little strands bend and twist when the sound waves are received. Right at this point, a very important event occurs: it is the movement of these strands which converts the mechanical energy (that is produced by the vibrations of the sound waves) into electrical impulses. Those electrical impulses are then sent to your brain via the auditory nerve (nervus cochlearis) of the brain, where they are perceived as “sound.” The same sound waves continue their way to the perilymph and pass into the round window, the section between the middle ear and the inner ear. The round window pushes out to dissipate the sound vibrations in the perilymph and thus lessens their pressure.

The speed of the hearing depends on the speed of the sound that travels through my membrane and little bones. However, once the sound waves begin to pass to your brain as an electrical impulse along the auditory nerve, the hearing process increases its speed. Then your brain immediately interprets and reacts to the sound waves. You are not aware of all these rapid activities which are done perfectly in fractions of a second. You only say that you can hear something ordinarily. Have you ever thought before about how hearing takes place? Do you think you would have a clue about the sounds and music in the universe if God had not created me as your hearing organ?

Think about it! God knows exactly what you need for your life and equips your body accordingly. If there were no God, would such a complicated organ as your ear form by itself in your skull? Can it be a simple “coincidence” where some biological mechanisms take place successfully and in order without any plan or project and they produce such a splendid organ as me with all my sections? Like every reasonable and thoughtful person, you now understand that I cannot be the result of simple coincidence but only a creation of our God Almighty, don’t you?

[supergirlimagine]

Lost & Found pt. 5

Heeeeey Guys! Alright so this has been Real! I had the best time working on this with the one and only @baked-bean-bekah! So this will be MY last Part for this Series. She’ll be leading us out with the final Part sometime next Week! Be excited! I Really enjoyed putting this together and thanks to everyone who showed us some love! We really appreciate it and are Glad you guys liked it, we shall see how this ends! Thats it from me✌🏽

Thanks for Reading🖤

The DEO is busy with Agents and IT personal scattering around. The latest attack had everyone on high Alert. In the Middle of it all, Maggie stands with Alex and Supergirl, looking at the Screen in Silence. A Picture of you was pulled up. A scared young child with a lost expression in her eyes, your baggy hospital gown making you look way to thin. You held up a sign that read: Subject 9473. Alex breaks the Silence.

"Brainy. Find Project Shockwave and tell me about it."

"I am not sure if we can access said File, Director Danvers. It seems to have been filled away as..Classified.”

"Then find a way, Agent Dox.", her order left no Room for argument.

Brainy ducked his head and works his fingers over the Tablet for a Few Seconds, just like that, the File showes up on the Screen. He starts rattling of the Details.

"Project Shockwave. A Cadmus experimental trial which had its Participants, from an unknown Planet of Origin, compete against each other to test their Strength and Stamina. The goal of the Program was to understand and then Convert the Subjects Abilities as a use for an never exhausting Power Source, meant for all Electronical Devices. Ultimately, the creation of Weapons with electricity currents, that would be stronger than any Man made machine, would come to be. Although, it looks like the Test Subjects were unable to meet the criteria in all but one cases and deceased shortly after Initiation of the Program. The dissection of the Subjects proved that...-"

"Okay. We get it." Maggie cuts him off, having heard enough.

"What about Y/N?"

Brainy lookes at her confused. She cleares her throat and shifts uncomfortably.

"Subject..9473?", she clarifies.

"Oh, yes. It looks like this Test Subjects was brought into the Programm as a young Child and was monitored and tested throughout Adolescence. Said Subject is known to Produce large amounts of Energy, which were successfully converted into Electricity. With excessive testing and training, the subject was later able to change it's monocular structure and Teleporte through any Electrical current. For safety reason, the Subject was held in Isolation. Held in a Glass Cell, surrounded by Water as it was one of the few ways to disciple the Subject. Power blocked devices were placed around it's Wrists at all times. Furthermore,..-"

"That's Enough. Thank you.", Alex cut him off this time, starting to feel sick to her stomach.

They hade somewhat of an Idea of what had happened to you, but were never able to get the full story. You had refused to tell all of it and they decided to stop pushing.

"Get the Alpha Team ready. We are moving out."

Without spearing another glance, Alex turned around and headed for the Armory. Supergirl close on her toes, determination strong in her features.

"Danvers! Wait." Maggie caught up with a few quick steps.

"Where do you think you’re going?"

She whipped around quickly and looked at her Finance.

"I'm going to do what I should have done a long time ago! I'm taking down Cadmus and then finding Y/N."

She made a move to leave again, when Maggie grabbed her Arm.

"Wow. Hey, Stop. You don't even have a Plan or any Clue on where to start. Let's think this through!"

Alex started getting irritated.

"No! Listen, Sawyer. I don't care! All they do is hurt People and use them for their own gain. I'm so sick of it! This ends tonight!"

Emotions were running high and Maggie matched her frustration.

"There is no point in running in there blind! You are going to get yourself hurt! Lets take a step back. I know you’re angry..-"

"I'm not Angry, Maggie! Im furious! They hurt the People I care about! Y/N is out there alone right now and probably terrified! If you would've just..-"

Maggie let go of the Brunettes arm and looked at her with raised Eyebrows.

"If I would have what, Danvers?"

"If you would have just stayed behind with her! Like I told you to!" Alex was close to shouting at this point and heavy Silence followed her Outburst.

Immediately, Alex felt guilty as the hurt expression crossed over her Lovers Face. She avoided her eyes in Shame and continued in a low voice.

"I'm Sorry. No, this is not your fault in any way. Its Just..If I would've been better and faster and paid more attention to her. I'm supposed to be the Director. I'm supposed to know these things. This is on me. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to let my anger out on you."

Maggies facial expression softened and she pulled Alex to the side when she saw her eyes starting to water.

"Hey, Alex. This is not anybodies fault, especially not yours. We will get her back and we will get justice, but not like this. I can't lose you too. Please."

Alex looked up now and stepped closer to Maggie, almost whispering the next words.

"I know you’re right..I'm just.. I'm scared''

Maggie tilted her head to the side, flashing her Dimples with a sad smile.

"I know, Babe. Me too."

--

It's been two Days since the Attack and two Days of you being back on the streets. You had not eaten or slept. You were constantly looking over your shoulder, frightened by every small noise. Using you Powers after such a long time had taken a lot out of you, but you couldn't afford to rest just yet and debating your next steps wasn't an easy task. Your brain was telling you to get out of town, leave this Place behind and find somewhere far away where they wouldn't be able to get to you. But there was a tightness in your chest, a hollow feeling creeped through your veins at the thought of leaving this City behind. You had never felt this before, like there was something that had made you want to hold on. You let out a sigh at the realization of how much you missed them. That's what this Felling was. You wanted nothing more than to go back Home and cry in their Arms and never leave their sides again, but that would be too dangerous. What if Cadmus found you there or worst yet, punish them for helping you? You had never felt this torn, because for the first Time since you could remember, you felt like there was something worth fighting for, like you had a chance at a happy and normal Life. Letting to ine good thing in your Life go just seemed like something you couldn't handle. The Rain was coming down heavy and you were trying to find cover in some Alleyway. Just as you were rounding the corner you saw a Tall Man towering over a frightened Young Woman. He was yelling at her.

"Give me your Purse! Now!"

She handed it over and you saw a Knife clutched in his fist, as he went through her Stuff. For a split second you wanted to turn around and just walk away, but that's not what Maggie and Alex would do. They are Heroes and they help People, so you should do the same.

"Hey!", you yelled and started to run towards the Guy.

He turned around just in time to see your eyes start to glow and Electricity forming in your Hands. He looked at you wide eyed, dropped the Purse and ran in the other Direction. You came to a stop in front of the scared woman, not thinking it was worth it to chase after the Guy. When you bent down to gather her Belongings and hand them back to her, you suddenly heard a voice yell behind you.

"NCPD! Freeze!"

You stoop up and turned around with the Purse in your Hand, this was bad.

"No!" You looked at the Officer with a shocked expression, understanding what this must look like.

You still had the woman's Purse in a tight grip and your eyes where glowing a pale blue, sparks still running along your finger tips.

"I'm helping!" You yelled back through the Rain.

The gun remained pointed in your direction so you turned and looked at the Lady, pleading with your eyes to back up your story, but all she did was stare at you in Horror.

"Keep those arms up!", the wavering Voice of the Officer made you turn your Head back around.

"I'm going to come over there an put these cuffs on you!" He reached behind him and pulled out a heavy set of cuffs.

You knew those and knew they would dampen your Powers.

"Please! Listen me..-"

"No! Just keep you Mouth Shut and no sudden Movements or I WILL shoot!", He mostly kept his composure, but it wasn't hard to tell that he was new and probably just as nervous and scared as you were right now.

You choose to not push any further, you could see this going sideways. The Cop slowly walked over to you, gun still raised and pointed forward, the Rain around you making it hard to see. The Lady standing off to your side finally seemed to snap back into her surrounding. She made a move forward and tried to make the Officer understand that this was all one big Misunderstanding. The sudden movement startled you enough to look around and put one arm out to let her know you had it handled. The next part happened so fast, you are not even sure it happened at all.

"I said don't move!" thats the last thing you heard before the deafening sound of a gun shot rang through the Allyway. The familiar sensation of Pain ran up your Leg, before the ground came up to meet you.

--

"Sawyer?" Maggies voice came out raspy and heavy with sleep.

They had been up for the most part of the last couple days. Looking for you and for a way to take down Cadmus and get you back safely. It was around 3 am now and they had just fallen asleep on the couch, surrounded by research and anything else that could help them.

"What?" She was standing just half a second later.

Fully awake now as Alex was slowly opening her eyes.

"Where is she?!" She raised her voice and Alex was at her side this time around already, trying her best at listening in on the Phone Call.

"What?? What do you mean she..- You know what! Nevermind We'll be there in 15min."

She hung up her Phone and walked over to the Front Door, where Alex was already putting on her shoes.

"Who was that? Where is she? Is she ok?"

She asked as she handed her Finance her coat.

"That was my work." Alex was just as confused as Maggie now.

"She's at the NCPD extraterrestrial Holding Cells."

They both shared a look and rushed out the Door, everything else forgotten.

--

You sit on one of the benches inside a small basement Cell. Your hands still locked in those awful Handcuffs behind your back. The bullet had only grazed your leg and it bleed a little bit, but they had wrapped it up with some gauze and had you sit down and wait for...you don't really know what you were waiting for. All you know is you were cold. You still had your clothes on which were damp from the rain and stuck to your body in an uncomfortable way. This was not how you thought this Night would have gone. Suddenly, a familiar voice cuts you out of your thoughts and you perk up to see where its coming from, your heart suddenly racing. It sounded like the quick steps were coming from just around the Corner.

"Where is that Rookie?! He freaking SHOOT her?? What the Hell is going on here?"

The Officer who had fired at you stood up from his Chair outside the Cell where he was watching up. You heard him gulp as he straightens up and braces himself.

"Please. Detective, we need you to calm down."

They were getting closer.

"Don't tell me to calm down right now! Just get me to her!"

You looked up just as they rounded the corner and your eyes immediately lock with Maggies, which made her she stop in her tracks. Alex was close behind her and you heard her sigh in Relief, when she saw you sitting there. The world stopped for a second as the three of you just stared at each other.

"Open the Cell.", Maggies voice came out calmer, but still not with the same amount of Compassion it usually carries.

"I'm sorry Detective. There are protocols. She's dangerous and I can't just..-"

The Rookies next words were cut off by him being slammed against the Wall behind him. He had at least half a foot on Maggie, but she was still holding him against the Wall, her Forearm pressed against his throat.

"Listen Buddy! You are going to open this Cell for me. Right. Now." Her voice was low and dangerous, there is fire in her eyes.

"I suggest you don't say another Word. I'm not even close to being done dealing with you for shooting at my kid! You don't even want to know what you got coming if you don't open this damn Door!"

She let go of him and he looked at her with wide eyes, too scared to even move.

"NOW!"

He stuttered out a quick 'Yes Ma'am' before stumbeling over to the Door and fumbling to unlock it. The second it was open, Alex rushed inside and wrapped you in her arms.

"Oh my god! Y/N! I'm so sorry! I should've look after you better! I'm so glad you're alright!" She pulled back and held your face between her hands, forcing eye contacts as she clarified.

"You're alright, yes?" Hey eyes drifting to your wrapped leg.

You nod and can't help but lean into her touch. You close your eyes and smile a little. You never thought you'd ever miss another's Persons touch, but you sure had.

"What happened Y/N? Why didn't you come back?", Her voice sounded hurt and you tried to sit up and reassure her, but the cuffs made moving around hard.

"Take them off." Maggie was standing slightly behind Alex and had her arms crossed over her chest.

She had barely finished her sentence when the Rookie came over and had you unlocked. Alex now gave you a proper Hug and you could feel the love and worry radiating off her. You looked over her shoulder and locked eyes with Maggie, dread made it's way into your stomach when you weren't able to read her expression.

"Give us some Space." She instructed without breaking your eye contact.

The Rookie and other Officer, that had led them down there, were out ther so quickly, you were sure they were the ones with Power. Maggie finally seemed to Relax. Alex let you go and started to examine your Leg, not caring about the protest that you were giving. It was silent for far to long for your liking and you started to get anxious. A single Light bulb was hanging from the ceiling of the Cell, it flickered and your eyes shot over to it. For a split second, you thought about just zooming out of there.

"Don't." Maggies voice was still sharp, but also soft and it held no venom, like it had with her Colleges.

You turned your head in her direction, ashamed that she knew what you were thinking of.

"You hate me now?" It was meant as a question, but came out more like a statement.

"No! Y/N..That's not." The detective let out a heavy sigh and moved closer to you, kneeling down to be eye level and put her hand on your thigh.

"I'm just worried. You were gone and we had no Idea where you were or if you were Okay."

Alex looked up from where she was making sure your Leg was fine and the bleeding was controlled.

"We were so worried about you.", she added to the conversation.

"I'm sorry. Had to leave. Too Dangerous for you." You look at them with watery eyes, the events from the last couple Days finaly catching up with you.

"I'm....My Powers", you almost spat that word, hating what it made you.

"My Powers are Bad, like me. I'm Bad Person", it came out broken and just above a whisper.

There was no need to hide anything from the two of them anyways, they would always know.

"No! Hey..Don't say that Y/N!" Maggie picked up your Chin and made you look at her.

"You are not Bad. You are one of the smartest, funniest and kidest People I’ve ever meet! Even after everything this World has done to you, you still give it so much Love. Its amazing to witness and be a part of. You are good, you have a good Heart. Just because you have these gifts, doesn't mean you are bad."

Alex was holding your Hand and nodding along with what Maggie was saying.

"She's right. For the short amount of time I was lucky enough to have you in my Life, you have only made it brighter."

Tears were making their way down your Face.

"You mean it?"

"Yes. Of course we do. And Y/N..It's okay to be scared sometimes, but you don't have to run anymore. You don’t have to be guarded. I was scared too when you were gone, but as long as we all stay together, we’ll be fine. I promise you. Forever."

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You guys had finally made it home. You were unsure if you should've gone with them at first, but that was out of the question for them. Some more protest followed as Alex stitches up your Leg and you were now laying half on Top of her and fast asleep on the couch. She was playing with your Hair and was softly soothing you everytime you flinched our let out a whimper in your sleep. A comfortable silence was in the Air.

"So...", Alex looked up at Maggie with a knowing smirk, her hand never stopping the soft motions over your head.

The brunette was sitting at your Feet and was Knee deep in Files that was spread out across the Table. They still had to find a way to stop Cadmus.

"What, Danvers?" She didn't have to look up, to know exactly what Alex was playing at.

"Your kid, huh?" Maggie stopped writing and put down her Pen to look at the two of you.

Her features immediately softening at the sight. The quick, witty comeback dying on her lips, as she took in the scene in front of her. This was Perfect and everything she never knew she wanted.

"Yeah.” She reached over you and grabbed Alex hand, letting the Moment take over, nothing but love in her eyes.

“She’s ours.”

Alex gave her Hand a soft Kiss and looked down at your sleeping face and nodded.

"She sure is."

A frown took over her Face, thinking of what they were facing next.

"What if they take her?”

"Hey. No, don't worry. They won't. I will fight with everything I have for our Family. I know you will do the same."

Maggie made sure her Tone showed Alex how serious she was about this.

"Yes. I’m oing to be right there next to you.”

Alex whispered as she moved some stray hairs from your exhausted Face.

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Spoiled Deku pt. 6

It was a good ten seconds before anyone could react beyond Bakugo's muttering muffled by Aizawa's scarf.

Surprisingly it was Aizawa who, after calming down, turned to Midoriya and made a little inclination of his head as an apology.

"I'm sorry that the situation got out of control, I honestly didn't know it was Bakugo the person Nedzu warned me about, and for not having been faster to stop him"

Izuku just responded with a shy smile, feeling happy for his homeroom teacher acknowledgement of the obvious problem.

"You don't have anything to apologize for Aizawa sensei, I'm very glad you actually tried to do something instead of just let it happen... and to be fair, Shouchan has always been overprotective with me" he laughed a little "so he has always been quick to act when I need him"

Not always. "I would not let anyone mistreat Izuku, least of all let some fool believed he can come and hit him like he has any right to do so" Shouto said, looking directly to his class with a cold glare, making sure to stop at Bakugo to make his point clear "I should have covered your mouth too, you were just spitting nonsense from it and should apologize for it."

If looks could kill, Bakugo and Shouchan would have already killed each other, so Izuku decided to make peace.

But All Might was faster to change the subject, his time was running and he wanted to make sure his successor was settled before returning to the teachers room and take his original form.

"While I agree with young Todoroki in that young Bakugo should apologize to young Midoriya, I think we were in the middle of a presentation, let Aizawa-kun to decide what happens next"

With an affirmative nod from Aizawa and armed with a blinding (genuine) smile, All Might continued with Izuku's presentation.

"Class 1-A meet Izuku Midoriya, my prodigy and my sucessor"

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Yaoyorozu saw clearly how All Might's brillant smile immediately got a proud glow and how the number one hero put a comforting hand on Midoriya's shoulder as if to show and reaffirm to everyone present that yes, it was him, this boy right in front of them was the next big thing, the one to capture the attention of the greatest hero to ever live and most surely the next number one, and that... was a lot of pressure. That was a lot of pressure for just one boy's shoulders, to have an entire class always watching your every move and expecting the very best from your performance on a daily basis was the kind of pressure that she could not find on herself to be envious about.

However Midoriya's smile when All Might presented him to the rest of the class was very different from what she was expecting. After Bakugo's outburst, his calm reaponse and the timid smile that the green haired boy has giving Aizawa sensei before, she was ready to met a meek and very nervous or silent boy with probably great abilities in combat but not that much in the personality department, especially with how averages his looks were.

She was wrong.

Midoriya's smile was blinding, the boy in the front of the class exuded energy and confidence and friendliness and determination and somehow it made Momo felt a little more reassured that this was going to be a good year. That if Izuku Midoriya was actually going to be in their class then maybe they could overcome whatever UA throws at them as a true team. It was odd, her greatest competitor was right here and instead of feeling threatened she was feeling excited. Well, their class also got their other two power houses, which reminder her...

Momo's eyes landed on Shouto Todoroki, the one that up until now all of them had considered as the most capable of the class, Todoroki has landed very high on the chart of the recommendation students and his quirk was without a doubt one of the most powerful ones among them. But Todoroki's attitude has been nothing short of cold and uncaring towards the class, which weirdly enough gained him a lot of popularity in the short week that the classes had been started. Seeing him now was a shook with how clashing the mood on her classmate appeared to be.

Even if he wasn't hugging Midoriya anymore, Todoroki was still firmly standing right by his side and openly holding his hand, a soft smile spread on his face and caring and warm eyes directed solely to the shorter boy, she almost felt like an intruder just by begin in her rightful desk. Who would have know? It seemed that even Todoroki had a soft spot.

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"As I already said he is a very important person for me, not just because I consider him the carrier of my legacy but because I have come to consider him as something close enough to my son, my family. He has what I consider all the makings of a great hero and a heart to go with it, he has a lot to give to this world and is not afraid to do it." As All Might continued talking, the entire classroom was silent " I know he would be very helpful to you as a class and can only hope that you would treat him well"

It was phrased as a request, the tone was subtle and amicable but the look on All Might's face made very clear that, if anything, that was an order.

Shouto's eyes were cold while looking at his classmates, leaving everyone know that he was very much going to make sure that order was complied.

Izuku on the other hand just stood there smiling, oblivious to the treats that two of his favorites people were silently making to his, hopefully, future friends.

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I'm making this so long and have a bunch of ideas for it, and yes, I want to make it into a proper fic with a structure and all, but until I can brought myself a laptop I will have to keep dumping ideas here, hope you like it!