Starting some post to post encase that's all that can be done.......
Solans' sleep was problematic to say the least. When he finally woke he didn't seam to be in Hadies anymore or even bed... he was standing in a massive city..... it was huge and complex. He wasn't familiar with the location but it could only be one city for it's size, Metropolis 2, the huge moon city... some of the towers were so tall he couldn't see the tops of them. However the normal insanely busy city only had three people in it..... and all three were himself.....
Solan himself was wearing the armor he was before he sleep but his cybernetics were gone as was his magics..... the other two, one looked like himself years ago before he joined the marines fully human, the other older with even more cybernetics.
The younger one speaks first. "
Your forgetting who we are.... these machines your leaving yourself behind in them."
The older speaks then. "
We have chosen to embrace order, our essence is that of order and to order we return."
"
Don't listen, we are born of chaos and order was gifted upon us with the powers it brought but we need not let it change us... we can change the order and bringing chaos to it. You feel the fire in your blood even if it is going out... you want freedom"
"
Chsos is not freedom it is destruction and though pleasure may be taken in destroying order chaos will lead to destroying oneself as well."
A some what familiar voice came from behind him, "
Listen to these fools... babbling on with this and that.... you are a tool of destruction, the true equalizer and that which counters them both and here they are trying to talk you into embracing other ways trying to say what your doing isn't destruction but something else." The figure laughs walking around him surprisingly the voice of his gun has a form.. that of a nearly ten foot monstrosity. Looking like the cross between some wolf and bat sickened with little flesh on it's bones the tall but scronny creature with little to no fur gave a twisted smile. "
Destruction for destruction sake is nothing but destruction... you can pain all sorts of pretty words on it but you can't turn it into order or chaos because it's both and nether at the same time."
"
HOW!?!?!?!"
"
Intruder, unwanted presences must be elemenated."
"
How quaint, but he did let me in....."
A horrid terrifying voice echoed about even though it sounded like a whisper, yet at the same time quite loud. "
AND I WASSSSS INVITED."
The ground twisted into snakes of metal rising and forming into the frame of a mirror, the mirror rippled as a young girl no older than maybe six or seven walked out wearing nothing but an session head dress and skirt (no top) and a pair of coiled gold snakes for bracelets. She was carrying a massive python sized asp with her, draped over her shoulder and coiled around her arms and wist.
Solan looks at the senrio, where was he, was this a dream, was it real.
He looked at himself, human again, only his armor and the flesh of his skin and bone. He felt naked, he felt fear..Something he had not felt in a while.
He pushed the fear down, he was a marine, marines felt no fear.
He looked at the 2 beings that looked like him:
"Where am I" He asked before the monster bat thing appeared.
When the beast spoke Solan listend until the other thing showed up.
If this was his mind he would not be cowed in his own..He visualzed himself, fully armored, his body back to how it was with the machines and he stood..In space marine armor, large, powerful, a giant power axe in his hand...
Azraile
Solans cybernetics seamed to return to him, but that was it... however with some testing they didn't respond, non functional, they were just for looks it seams. Least he seamed to have some power, just it was exstreamly hard to manifest it.
"A crossroads..."
"True and while we think you should join us, we need not follow any path set before us. We can forge our own."
"WHAT YOU SSSSEE ISSSS AN ATTEMPT OF YOUR SSSSOULSSS TO LEARN FROM EACH OTHER, AN EXSSSPERIMENT IN SSSSELF REALISSSZATION. WHY EXSSSSPERIMENT AND LEARN SSSSSO SSSSLOWLY WHEN MY LORD MAY TEACH YOU ALL YOU WISSSSH TO KNOW NOW. SSSSTRIVE FOR POWER WITH YOURSSSELVESSSS IF YOU WISSSH BUT I OFFER IT TO YOU NOW. ASSSSS THE NOOCKER TOLD YOU, WE NEED NOT ALL YOUR SSSOUL ONLY A SSSSSSMALL PICE ONE YOU CAN EARN BACK WITH THE PACT. IN EXSSSCHANGE YOU WILL GAIN SSSOOO MUCH POWER, AND ASSSSIDE FROM WHAT HE TRIED TO HIDE FROM YOU..... WE CAN HIDE OUR ENERGIESSSSS NONE WILL KNOW THE SSSSORCCE OF YOUR NEW POWER. NONE WILL SSSSENSSE ANYTHING OF THE LORDSSSSS PREASSSENCSSE IN YOU."
"And what... give up your freedom of choice?"
The guns twisted form laughed "You don't need to give up anything for power, there other ways if you wish to keep your soul.... just let a third one in, a new little room mate to bring you all the power you could ever want, I have all sorts of friends young and weak or old and powerful to bring you gifts of the spirit to you."
"Make your choice and we will eliminate these intruders."
"This is getting stupid..."
Solan Griss
Solan looks at the voices, he thought about power and absolute power..But to give his soul, to let someone take control of him..To owe a debt was something he would not do.
He looked at the things:
"Thou I appreciate the offer, I will not allow myself to owe a debt that is to great for me to pay..I seek power, absolute power but I seek it on my own terms".
Azraile
"Then why not come with me..." The twisted monster smiled "I know other ways to power, you don't have to give up your soul like I said. Just share your body with another so it can feed on all the angst you bring to others."
"DO NOT EXSSSPECT THISSS TO BE OVER...." They lady, the snake, and the mirror all fell apart into smaller serpents that slithered off in every direction. The two other yous went about killing as many as they could.
Solan Griss
Solan turned to the monster:
His face cold, "I am no dog to be treated as such..I will not give myslef up to any thing nor my soul to anyone..I am Solan Griss, I will make my own fate. I will find power thru my own self and thru seeking thus power..I need to not share my body with anything else"..
"I am logical and I will work with another, good or bad as long as it can get me the power I seek but I am the one who will be in control" Says Solan to the beast.
"You may work with me as a partner but never as my owner" Says Solan setting his soul and mind in steal.
Azraile
He smiled taking the distraction of the snakes to talk "Yes, a young weak bane I could bring to you... one that could not control you if it wanted to, one to simple share it's power with you so that it may get a nice meal from the pain you bring to others." He waved his hand balefire twisting and writhing up from his palm, the horrid radiative fire being dropped to the floor and burning down through the ground leaving a twisted spiral path down into the ground. "But if you want true power I can ready your mind and soul to accept even more.... you need not give yourself over, the power of the destroyer can be stolen away from him bit by bit... The grate lord is wounded, and his own feast on his power."
Solan Griss
"Nothing will have any part of me"..Says Solan.
"I will always be my own master..The bane can work for me but it will not be allowed any part of my soul or my essence".
Syas solan to the great beast.
Azraile
"Of course not. I can summon one for you and/or I can show you the path to stealing power from my lord."
The younger you returns. "This is folly, you need not seek power in others you have in yourself."
Solan Griss
Solan nods to the great beast:
"I see you have come to understanding me, I respect you and your power and I also seek such power but at the behast of myself..I will work with you and make your goals my goals on the condition that we work as a team..I will not allow my soul or my essacne to be taken but I will learn and use foul magics if need be to make myself stronger".
"I am intrested in learning how to steal power"..And at what price"? Asks Solan
Azraile
"All things have a price, stealing the power of a God can be to much for some people... Is it that you do not think you are able to handle it? If you think you are not strong enough to handle such power then I will simply leave the way open for when you do..... "
"His 'power' is a cancer on reality.... nothing good can come of it."
The older cyborg returns. "The balance is wounded, it seeps with corruption. We do not have it in us to separate the two."
Solan Griss
"I agree, his power would be a cancer..Demon, you may leave it open but as of now I will seek my own way".
He looks at both "things" And takes a stance: "I am Solan and I will choose my own fate..Neither of you will influence me". He says with a cold look in his eye.
Azraile
"Call me what you like, I did not think you would be strong enough anyway... your will is weak, likely you are not ready for the enlightenment it would bring you."
"Leave this place, we must chose on our own."
"Our essence grows unstable a path must be taken. A static path, clear and certen, we will know our way and our place."
"A dynamic path, one that is our own, changing and maybe even not always our own.... but one we can do more than just pick which path lays out before us, we can try and make our own"
Solan Griss
"We will make our on path, I will descide my own fate, be it good or bad..But no one will ever take that choice from me..I will rise or I will fail on my own"..Says Solan.
Azraile
The older you fades away while the other opens his hand, burning with white phosphorus. It falls to the ground burning a passage identical to the one the creature had opened. Only difference was the colors an the singe marks. "Then We have things to show ourselves."
Solan Griss
Solan looks at the other new:
"Show me" He says.."I will not fall, thou I have doubts in myself and thou i believe the ends justiy the means..I do have a code of ethics I beleive in".."Honor my word and I will not allow anyone or anything to control me" Says Solan with steel in his voice..
Azraile
He nods walking down the spiral stairs disappearing into the darkness.
The beast stood alone now in the distance. "You sound like a broken record.... saying stuff like that over and over again don't make it true..." and he turned going down his own stairs leaving you alone.
Solan Griss
"Beast" Says Solan before he leaves:
"I may call on you one day, time will tell..For I seek survival above all else" Says Solan to the demon.
Azraile
It didn't respond.... he was just left along with the two stairways and the vast empty city.
Solan Griss
Solan looked at the stair and the city;
He didn't want to go down the staircase where the demon lived, only doubt and evil was there.
He headed towards the city.
Azraile
Your old self made a stairway too.
There are two of them.
Solan Griss
Solan heads down the stair way of his old self.
He didn't like the demon, he knew such things always had their own interests at heart..could he trust his old self was something else..He didn't trust anyone.
He followed, his eyes open his ears open and ready in case something happened..
Azraile
The stairs lead into darkness... till there was nothing but himself and the darkness.
A voice came from nowhere simply asking "What power do you have?"
Solan Griss
"What do you want?" Asks Solan..
He was getting tired of games, good, bad, evil, right, wrong it didn't matter:
"I have the power of choice, I have the power of convection..Who are you and what do you want from me"..Asks Solan in a demanding voice.
Azraile
"Why do you seek power if you have it already"
"Power is relative..I am powerful but I am not powerful enough..I will not lay low for any man, thing, or god..They have true power..I am a small fish in this world and I seek to make my own choices for only thru ultimate power does one have true freedom of choice"..Says Solan to the invisible voice.
Azraile
"Power that is now your own will give this to you?"
Images flash around sollan the many sorces of 'power' he's colected ... the storehouse of weapons he's horded over the years.... the enchantments he's done to himself or even just considered.
"You think yourself powerless with out such things..... they own you.... you do no own them."
Solan Griss
"That is true" Says Solan.."But it is power that I am in control of, I owe noe debt to anyone or anything..I am on the path seeking away to find power that can not be taken from me".
"Those items, weapons yes, they can be taken they are an ends to a means..A way to acquire the power I want..Personal power".."I will find it" Says Solan to the voice.
Azraile
"You seam confused."
"How dose power without give you power within."
"This is not power that is lasting nor is it the only form power takes."
Solan Griss
"Than tell me what I need to do" Asks Solan to his other self.
Azraile
"Admit your weakness and overcome it."
Solan Griss
"What is my weakness...that I use other means to make myself stronger..Who doesn't..we all use something, be it weapons, our powers from another".
Azraile
There is no responce.
Solan Griss
"Fine" Says Solan.
He begins to walk away to whatever else is in this weird and odd place.
Azraile
There was nothing but darkness walking away didn't really change much.
"A serious hard question and you want to run away. You are are scared of your own weakness." More images flash around him, chasing him should he keep moving. "You have toned yourself nearly to the limits of human limits, and yet enhance yourself further. Still you encase yourself in as much armor as possible and fight from a distance when your strong enough to throw a hover-bike and laugh off a building landing on you. You constantly surround yourself with as many tools of power you can find, and you prepare for the posablity that anyome might kill you....."
"What has caused you to fear so much for yourself and your power"
Solan Griss
Solan turns:
"I am strong enough to fight close with the strongest of beasts, I have enough armor and personal strength to take the punch of a giant"..He looks at the voice and shakes his head;
"Only a fool would allow himself to be hit by the giant are to grapple with a creature..You are a fool..I attack from a distance, it is the safest way to live and not get hurt..If you can't see that than you are not really a part of me but a fake and a fruad"..Says Solan with a sneer.
He was growing tired of this place and this thing.
"I fear only one thing, death, being powerless".."I will not let that happen" Says Solan to the voice.
Azraile
"Now who is the fool... you think that you can avoid death and powerlessness?"
"Power wains and death is unavoidable."
Solan Griss
"Death is not unavoidable, the gods live forever do they not..and If I do die it will be on my terms and I will find much power and make a difference in this world before I go" Says Solan.
"What do I need to do?" He asks the voice.
Azraile
"Even gods die, most know of at lest three.... " Solan is in space now as he watches a planet he's never seen torn apart by corruption, bale fire, poisons, and foul beasts. The planet erupts killing everything on it, and though it's blast kills off the corruption and the foul beasts, the planet dies and becomes the asteroid belt... it's celestial, it's god, seen fatally wounded, coughing up blood and staggering off into the fog. Then follow visions of Talls' collision with Jupiter, and the dying gods fighting in there own corpses as there spirits fade.
"one is no more, and the other two are dead yet they fight each other still and will until things end or they too fade to nothing."
"All that there is and was will die, it has before... all of existence birthed from the remains of the existence before us..."
"Power dose not last, and you will die."
Solan Griss
Solan snarls at the voice:
'I will not die foul thing..I will find away...I will turn my entire body into a machine if need be..The flesh is nothing, it is the mind that matters..I will find a way to download my self into a million computers..I will survive and I will thrive".
Solan stands up strong, "Tell me what you want or be gone from me"..Snarls Solan.
Azraile
"All thingssss will end, and then be born again, it is the ccscycle and the way of thingssss. Only madnesssss, corruption, and the beassssstsss that exissstssss outssssside exisssstence ssssseek to end thissss sscycle .... you will find all elsssssee worksss to maintain it...." The voice of the large asps return. "Forget thissss place and we can sssshow you the ssecritess of life eternal and the power you ssseek."
"If you can not accept your weakness as it is, and your enevatable fate, you will find it hard to reach any form of understanding of the true power you hold."
Solan Griss
"I will never be beholden to demons" He says to the voice of darkness and to the other voice:
"What do you know, I will find my own way..I need not your council"
Azraile
"You will only delay the enviable, Only the powerss beyond thisss exysstancess can offer you what you ssseek. Unlessss you think the cursssse of caine sssssoundsss apealing. Power hasss many formsss we can assso offer you the name of your foe."
"Ignore the intrusion, and face your mortality and weakness with dignity"
Solan Griss
"I will think on both your offers"..Says Solan.
"I am done talking..Either let me go or leave me be" Says Solan to the voices.
Azraile
Two passages open up, one is up to the surface the other down.
Solan Griss
Solan looks at the passages:
He knew what down was, power but the loss of his own choices, he would have the power he needed thou it would be corupted, evil..He wanted the power that came with it but not at the cost of his own soul.
Solan looked at his hands, he was not evil. He knew that in his heart. He was a man that did jobs for people, yes a man that killed but he didn't kill for enjoyment. He kileld for work. He had never killed a child. He may not be a good man but he was not an evil man. He knew that to be true. He did what he thought best. He thought back to the jobs he had taken, not caring why and he felt a bit ashamend..Maybe he was evil..Should he go down and embrace his darkness..
No he thought to himself, putting up a steal wall...He would find his own way and the way may not be bright and clear he would not let darkness drive him.
He turned and spit and walked up the stairs to whatever awited him.
Azraile
"You are wisssee to reconsssider your sssituation... You need only look to find ussss..."
Solan Griss
Solan turned and walked up the steps...
Azraile
The planet quakes as the towers start to fall around him and the ground gives out under him. As he fell the whole world closed in around him, the city caving in over him. In the darkness that followed he could hear the whole world crushing in around him, but before the sounds of twisting metal reach him and he is crushed to death, he wakes in his bed again.
Solan Griss
Solan took a long hot shower thinking about his dream..It was to real for it to be nothing. He looked in the mirror at his grizzeled face, scared, old...
His body, thou looking human he could feel the metal of his weight, his bones having been replaced with steel. He had under gone much for self, for protection, for power.
Who was he..A warrior, a simple merc?..
No he knew who he was..He seeked more in life, he would find it one way or another...
He shaved his face and dressed in his armor, going thru the ritual of cleaing his weapons, checking his gear. He left his room not doubting who he was.
A survivalist, a man that would find his own way one way or another..
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